Biography and Family Record of Lorenzo Snow: One of the Twelve Apostles of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day SaintsSnow, Eliza R. (Eliza Roxey)
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Biography and Family Record of Lorenzo Snow: One of the Twelve Apostles of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
Snow, Eliza R. (Eliza Roxey)
Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints; Snow family; Snow, Lorenzo, 1814-1901
For the strength of the hills we bless Thee,
Our God, our fathers' God:
Thou hast made Thy children mighty
By the touch of the mountain sod.
Thou hast fixed our ark of refuge,
Where the spoiler's foot ne'er trod;
For the strength of the hills we bless Thee,
Our God, our fathers' God.
We are watchers of a beacon,
Whose light must never die:
We are guardians of an altar,
'Midst the silence of the sky.
The rocks yield founts of courage,
Struck forth as by Thy rod;
For the strength of the hills we bless Thee,
Our God, our fathers' God.
For the dark, resounding caverns,
Where Thy still, small voice is heard--
For the strong, tall pine of the forests,
That by Thy breath is stirred;
For the storm, on whose free pinions
Thy Spirit walks abroad;
For the strength of the hills we bless Thee,
Our God, our fathers' God.
* * * * *
For the shadow of Thy presence
'Round our camp of rock outspread;
For the stern defiles of battle,
Bearing record of our dead:
For the snows and for the torrents,
For the free heart's burial sod:
For the strength of the hills we bless Thee,
Our God, our fathers' God.
Their self-esteem, combined with deep ignorance, present a formidable
barrier to the progress of the Gospel. They have had so little
intercourse with other parts of the earth--so little knowledge of
anything beyond their own scenes of pastoral life, that it is difficult
for them to contemplate the great principles of temporal and eternal
salvation.
One long round of almost unremitting toil is the portion of both sexes.
The woman who is venerable with gray hairs is seen laden with wood,
or heavy baskets of manure, while traveling the rugged paths of the
mountains. No drudgery here but must be shared by the delicate female
frame. I have traveled far over the earth, from the confines of the
torrid zone to the regions of eternal snow, but never before beheld a
people with so many physical and mental derangements. But the hour of
their deliverance draws nigh.
The constitution of this kingdom affords no guarantee that we shall
ever enjoy the same religious privileges as our brethren in England and
other countries.
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