---
title: Times and Seasons
description: Issues of 1845 to 1846.
authors:
  - Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints
editors:
  - Ebenezer Robinson
  - Don Carlos Smith
  - Smith, Joseph, Jr.
  - Taylor, John
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - newspaper
  - times-and-seasons
  - nauvoo
  - nineteenth-century
periodical: Times and Seasons
volume: 6
number: 2
published: 1845-02-01
publisher: E. Robinson and D. C. Smith; later John Taylor
publisher_place: Commerce and Nauvoo, Illinois
language: en
type: article
reference: "“Poetry,” *Times and Seasons* 6, no. 2 (February 1, 1845): 799."
printed_title: POETRY.
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1845-02-01_6_2
  transcription: Text from the Centerplace.org transcription (https://www.centerplace.org/history/ts/v6n02.htm), with its page breaks; this Internet Archive scan is the reference copy (its OCR was used only as a witness for OCR repair)
  identifier: per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1845-02-01_6_2
start_page: 799
end_page: 799
curator_note: A Mormon newspaper published by the church in Nauvoo; included for historical study. Inclusion does not imply endorsement.
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1845 (Nauvoo, Illinois); published before 1931, so public domain in the United States
  source: https://archive.org/details/per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1845-02-01_6_2
  publication_year: 1845
---

# Poetry

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TUNE-The rose that all are praising.'

The God that others worship is not the God for me; The hope that Gentiles cherish is not the hope for me;

He has no parts nor body and cannot hear nor see;- It has no faith nor knowledge, far from it I would be.

But I've a God that lives above- But I've a hope that will not fail,

A God of power and of love,- That reaches safe within the veil,-

A God of Revelation-O, that's the God for me; Which hope is like an anchor-O, that's the

O, that's the God for me; O, that's the God for me. hope for me, &c.

A church without Apostles is not the church for me; The heaven of sectarians is not the heaven for me;

It's like a ship dismasted, afloat upon the sea. So doubtful its location, neither on land nor sea.

But I've a church that's always led, But I've a heaven on the earth-

By the twelve stars around her head;- The land and home that gave me birth,-

A church with good foundations-O, that's the church for me- A heaven of light and knowledge-O, that's

O, that's the church for me, &c. the heaven for me, &c.

A church without a Prophet is not the church for me; A church without a gathering is not the church for me;

It has no head to lead it, in it I would not be;- The Savior would not own it, wherever it might be.

But I've a church not built by men, But I've a church that's called out,

Cut from the mountain without hands; From false traditions, fears and doubts,

A church with gifts and blessings-O, that's A gathering dispensation-O, that's the church

the church for me, &c. for me, &c.