History of the Prophet Joseph, by His Mother — John Shaqi
History of the Prophet Joseph, by His MotherSmith, Lucy
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History of the Prophet Joseph, by His Mother
Smith, Lucy
Smith, Joseph, Jr., 1805-1844
I will now return to the subject of the farm. When the time for making
the second payment drew nigh, Alvin went from home to get work, in
order to raise the money, and after much hardship and fatigue, returned
with the required amount. This payment being made, we felt relieved, as
this was the only thing that troubled us; for we had a snug log-house,
neatly furnished, and the means of living comfortably. It was now
only two years since we entered Palmyra, almost destitute of money,
property, or acquaintance. The hand of friendship was extended on every
side, and we blessed God, with our whole heart, for his "mercy, which
endureth for ever." And not only temporal blessings were bestowed upon
us, but also spiritual were administered. The Scripture, which saith,
"Your old men shall dream dreams," was fulfilled in the case of my
husband, for, about this time, he had another vision, which I shall
here relate; this, with one more, is all of his that I shall obtrude
upon the attention of my readers. He received two more visions, which
would probably be somewhat interesting, but I cannot remember them
distinctly enough to rehearse them in full. The following, which was
the sixth, ran thus:--
"I thought I was walking alone; I was much fatigued, nevertheless I
continued traveling. It seemed to me that I was going to meeting,
that it was the day of judgment, and that I was going to be judged.
"When I came in sight of the meeting-house, I saw multitudes of
people coming from every direction, and pressing with great anxiety
towards the door of this great building; but I thought I should
get there in time, hence there was no need of being in a hurry.
But, on arriving at the door, I found it shut; I knocked for
admission, and was informed by the porter that I had come too late.
I felt exceedingly troubled, and prayed earnestly for admittance.
Presently I found that my flesh was perishing. I continued to pray,
still my flesh withered upon my bones. I was in a state of almost
total despair, when the porter asked me if I had done all that was
necessary in order to receive admission. I replied, that I had
done all that was in my power to do. 'Then,' observed the porter,
'justice must be satisfied; after this, mercy hath her claims.'
"It then occurred to me to call upon God, in the name of his Son
Jesus; and I cried out, in the agony of my soul, 'Oh, Lord God, I
beseech thee, in the name of Jesus Christ, to forgive my sins.'
After which I felt considerably strengthened, and I began to amend.
The porter or angel then remarked, that it was necessary to plead
the merits of Jesus, for he was the advocate with the Father, and a
Mediator between God and man.
"I was now made quite whole, and the door was opened, but, on
entering, I awoke."
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