Journal, December 1841–December 1842

  • Source Note
  • Historical Introduction
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[pages 136–163, donation records dated 18 May–12 September 1842]
<From Page 135> in the day when the wrath of mine enemies was poured out upon me.  In the name of the Lord, I feel in my heart to bless them, and to say  in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth that these are the ones that  shall inherit eternal life. I say it by virtue of the Holy Priesthood,  and by the ministering of Holy Angels, and by the gift and power of  the Holy Ghost. How glorious were my feelings when I met that faith ful and friendly band, on the night of the eleventh on thursday, on  the , at the mouth of the slough, between and .  With what unspeakable delight, and what transports of joy swelled my  bosom, when I took by the hand on that night, my beloved ,  she that was my wife, even the wife of my youth; and the choice  of my heart. Many were the re-vibrations of my mind when I contemplated  for a moment the many passt scenes we had been called to pass through.  The fatigues, and the toils, the sorrows, and sufferings, and the joys and  consolations from time to time had strewed our paths and crowned  our board. Oh! what a co-mingling of thought filled my mind for the  moment, Again she <is> here, even in the seventh trouble, undaunted, firm  and unwavering, unchangeable, affectionate . There was who next took me by the hand, a natural brother; thought  I to myself, , what a faithful heart you have got. Oh,  may the eternal Jehovah crown eternal blessings upon your head, as  a reward for the care you have had for my soul. O how many are  the sorrows have we shared together, and again we find ourselves  shackled with the unrelenting hand of oppression. , thy name  shall be written in the Book of the Law of the Lord, for those who  come after thee to look upon, that they may pattern after thy works.  Said I to myself here is brother also, how many  scenes of sorrow, have strewed our paths together; and yet we meet  once more to share again. Thou art a faithful friend in whom  the afflicted sons of men can confide, with the most perfect safety.  Let the blessings of the eternal be crowned also upon his head; how  warm that heart! how anxious that soul! for the welfare of one  who has been cast out, and hated of almost all men. ,  thou knowest not how strong those ties are, that bind my soul and  heart to thee. My heart was overjoyed, as I took the faithful band  by hand, that stood upon the shore one by one. , ,  , were there. The above names  constituted the little group. I do not think to mention the particulars  of the history of that sacred night, which shall forever be remembered  by me. But the names of the faithful are what I wish to record in  this place. These I have met in prosperity and they were my friends,  I now meet them in adversity, and they are still my warmer friends.  These love the God that I serve; they love the truths that I promulge;  they love those virtuous, and those holy doctrines that I cherish in  my bosom with the warmest feelings of my heart; and with that zeal  which cannot be denied. I love friendship and truth; I love virtue [p. 164]
[pages 136–163, donation records dated 18 May–12 September 1842]
From Page 135 in the day when the wrath of mine enemies was poured out upon me. In the name of the Lord, I feel in my heart to bless them, and to say in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth that these are the ones that shall inherit eternal life. I say it by virtue of the Holy Priesthood, and by the ministering of Holy Angels, and by the gift and power of the Holy Ghost. How glorious were my feelings when I met that faithful and friendly band, on the night of the eleventh on thursday, on the , at the mouth of the slough, between and . With what unspeakable delight, and what transports of joy swelled my bosom, when I took by the hand on that night, my beloved , she that was my wife, even the wife of my youth; and the choice of my heart. Many were the re-vibrations of my mind when I contemplated for a moment the many scenes we had been called to pass through. The fatigues, and the toils, the sorrows, and sufferings, and the joys and consolations from time to time had strewed our paths and crowned our board. Oh! what a co-mingling of thought filled my mind for the moment, Again she is here, even in the seventh trouble, undaunted, firm and unwavering, unchangeable, affectionate . There was who next took me by the hand, a natural brother; thought I to myself, , what a faithful heart you have got. Oh, may the eternal Jehovah crown eternal blessings upon your head, as a reward for the care you have had for my soul. O how many are the sorrows have we shared together, and again we find ourselves shackled with the unrelenting hand of oppression. , thy name shall be written in the Book of the Law of the Lord, for those who come after thee to look upon, that they may pattern after thy works. Said I to myself here is brother also, how many scenes of sorrow, have strewed our paths together; and yet we meet once more to share again. Thou art a faithful friend in whom the afflicted sons of men can confide, with the most perfect safety. Let the blessings of the eternal be crowned also upon his head; how warm that heart! how anxious that soul! for the welfare of one who has been cast out, and hated of almost all men. , thou knowest not how strong those ties are, that bind my soul and heart to thee. My heart was overjoyed, as I took the faithful band by hand, that stood upon the shore one by one. , , , were there. The above names constituted the little group. I do not think to mention the particulars of the history of that sacred night, which shall forever be remembered by me. But the names of the faithful are what I wish to record in this place. These I have met in prosperity and they were my friends, I now meet them in adversity, and they are still my warmer friends. These love the God that I serve; they love the truths that I promulge; they love those virtuous, and those holy doctrines that I cherish in my bosom with the warmest feelings of my heart; and with that zeal which cannot be denied. I love friendship and truth; I love virtue [p. 164]
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