16 April 1855
Polysophical Society; Lorenzo Snow’s Hall, Salt Lake City, Utah Territory
Brothers and Sisters,
As this is the eve
On which our President [Brigham Young] will take his leave
Of our assemblies; please to pardon me
While I express my valedictory.
This is a dispensation rife with change:
The saints, aware of this, deem nothing strange.
As mighty revolutions stride abroad,
We all behold the handy work of God
Whose scourging rod is ting’d with purple woe
To bring the haughtiness of nations low—
To cleanse the earth from strife and wickedness, [n.p.]
And introduce the reign of righteousness.
The hurried motions of all things portend
The long predicted—fast approaching end
Of gentile greatness and ungodly pride
Of those that fear not God, and truth deride
With hearts of unbelief and malice rife—
They’re judg’d unworthy of eternal life;
And to the scatter’d house of Jacob, now
Salvation’s key is turn’d and truth will go.
When they receive the truth, the time is near
That Zion’s pow’r and glory will appear.
A preparation speedily must be
Accomplish’d here, thro’ faith and industry;
For God thro’ faith and practice will restore
The earth again, and crown with blessings more
Than in her first-created loveliness;
As man returns again to holiness.
And to this end Zion must haste to lengthen
Her cords, and her increasing stakes to strengthen
And all her children, with untiring care
Must, some be lab’ring here, and others there;
That all her Cities may in beauty rise,
And their tall mountain-spires salute the skies.
The “Polysophic Institute” will now
To laws of gen’ral good, most nobly bow,
And with obedient, cheerful, willing heart
Yield an assenting sanction, while we part
With our dear Brothers [George Q.] Cannon, [George A.] Smith and [Lorenzo] Snow,
Who will be blessing whereso’er they go:1
No matter where our lots may chance to fall,
When Priesthood dictates, that is wisdoms call.
Then brethren go: yes, go, and be you blest—
May God th’ Eternal’s blessing on you rest— [n.p.]
May Inspiration’s living currents flow
Into your understanding and bestow
The gifts of patience, wisdom, knowledge, might
And strew your paths with pure, celestial light
That what your brains and sinews find to do
May others bless, and honor shed on you--
In whatsoe’er your various toils shall be,
May each be crown’d with rich prosperity.
May that same spirit which has blest us here,
Fill your whole souls, imparting life and cheer.
Keep mem’ry’s mirror clear—’twill thus recall
Our social evenings in this favor’d Hall;
Of which the recollection will be sweet
To you and us, till we again shall meet. [n.p.]