“Church History,” 1 March 1842

  • Source Note
  • Historical Introduction
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CHURCH HISTORY.
 
At the request of Mr. ,  Editor, and Proprietor of the “Chicago  Democrat,” I have written the following  sketch of the rise, progress, persecution,  and faith of the Latter-Day Saints, of  which I have the honor, under God, of be ing the founder. says,  that he wishes to furnish , a  friend of his, who is writing the history  of New Hampshire, with this document.  As has taken the proper  steps to obtain correct information all  that I shall ask at his hands, is, that he  publish the account entire, ungarnished,  and without misrepresentation.
I was born in the town of Sharon  Windsor co., Vermont, on the 23d of De cember, A. D. 1805. When ten years  old my parents removed to  New York, where we resided about four  years, and from thence we removed to  the town of .
My was a farmer and taught  me the art of husbandry. When about  fourteen years of age I began to reflect  upon the importance of being prepared  for a future state, and upon enquiring  the plan of salvation I found that there  was a great clash in religious sentiment;  if I went to one society they referred me  to one plan, and another to another; each  one pointing to his own particular creed  as the summum bonum of perfection:  considering that all could not be right,  and that God could not be the author of  so much confusion I determined to inves tigate the subject more fully, believing  that if God had a church it would not be  split up into factions, and that if he  taught one society to worship one way,  and administer in one set of ordinances,  he would not teach another principles  which were diametrically opposed. Be lieving the word of God I had confidence  in the declaration of James; “If any man  lack wisdom let him ask of God who giv eth to all men liberally and upbraideth  not and it shall be given him,” I retired  to a secret place in a grove and began to  call upon the Lord, while fervently en gaged in supplication my mind was taken  away from the objects with which I was  surrounded, and I was enwrapped in a [p. 706]
CHURCH HISTORY.
 
At the request of Mr. , Editor, and Proprietor of the “Chicago Democrat,” I have written the following sketch of the rise, progress, persecution, and faith of the Latter-Day Saints, of which I have the honor, under God, of being the founder. says, that he wishes to furnish , a friend of his, who is writing the history of New Hampshire, with this document. As has taken the proper steps to obtain correct information all that I shall ask at his hands, is, that he publish the account entire, ungarnished, and without misrepresentation.
I was born in the town of Sharon Windsor co., Vermont, on the 23d of December, A. D. 1805. When ten years old my parents removed to New York, where we resided about four years, and from thence we removed to the town of .
My was a farmer and taught me the art of husbandry. When about fourteen years of age I began to reflect upon the importance of being prepared for a future state, and upon enquiring the plan of salvation I found that there was a great clash in religious sentiment; if I went to one society they referred me to one plan, and another to another; each one pointing to his own particular creed as the summum bonum of perfection: considering that all could not be right, and that God could not be the author of so much confusion I determined to investigate the subject more fully, believing that if God had a church it would not be split up into factions, and that if he taught one society to worship one way, and administer in one set of ordinances, he would not teach another principles which were diametrically opposed. Believing the word of God I had confidence in the declaration of James; “If any man lack wisdom let him ask of God who giveth to all men liberally and upbraideth not and it shall be given him,” I retired to a secret place in a grove and began to call upon the Lord, while fervently engaged in supplication my mind was taken away from the objects with which I was surrounded, and I was enwrapped in a [p. 706]
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