By W. W. Phelps

Ho, ho, for the Temple's completed,- Gaze, gaze, at the flight of the righteous,

The Lord hath a place for his head, From the "fire shower of ruin" at hand,

And the priesthood, in power, now lightens Their pray'rs, and their suff'rings, are wrathing

The way of the living and dead! Jehovah to sweep off the land!

See, see, mid the world's dreadful splendor Sing, sing, for the hour of redemption,

Christianity, folly and sword, The day for the poor Saint's reward,

The Mormons, the diligent Mormons, Is coming for temp'ral enjoyment,

Have rear'd up this house to the Lord!- All shining with crowns from the Lord!

By the spirit and wisdom of Joseph- Watch, watch, for the blessing of Jesus,

(Whose blood stains the honor of State,) Is richer the farther it's fetch'd;-

By tithing and sacrifice daily, The wonderful chain of our union

The poor learn the way to be great. Is tighten'd the longer it's stretch'd!

Mark, mark, for the Gentiles are fearful Shout, shout, for the armies of heaven,

Where the work of the Lord is begun; Will purify earth at a word,

Already this monument finish'd, And the "Twelve, with the Saints that are faithful,

Is counted-one miracle done! "ENTER INTO THE JOYS OF THEIR LORD,"

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