Latter Day Saints' Messenger and Advocate/Volume 1/Number 9/Hymns

Adam-ondi-Ahman.
BY W. W. PHELPS.

This world was once a garden place,

With all her glories common;

And men did live a holy race,

And worship Jesus face to face,

In Adam-ondi-Ahman.

We read that Enoch walk'd with God,

Above the power of Mammon:

While Zion spread herself abroad,

And saints and angels sung aloud

In Adam-ondi-Ahman.

Her land was good and greatly blest,

Beyond old Israel's Canaan;

Her fame was known from east to west;

Her peace was great, and pure the rest

Of Adam-ondi-Ahman.

Hosanna to such days to come—

The Savior's second comin'—

When all the world in glorious bloom,

Affords the saints a holy home

Like Adam-ondi-Ahman.

Sabbath Hymn.
BY THE SAME.

Gently raise the sacred strain,

For the Sabbath's come again.

That man may rest,

And return his thanks to God,

For his blessings to the blest.

Blessed day, devoid of strife,

For to seek eternal life,

That great reward,

And partake the sacrament,

In remembrance of the Lord.

Sweetly swell the solemn sound,

While we bring our gifts around,

Of broken hearts,

As a willing sacrifice,

Showing what his grace imparts.

Happy type of things to come,

When the saints are gather'd home,

To praise the Lord,

In eternity of bliss,

All as one, with one accord.

Holy, holy is the Lord,

Precious, precious is his word,

Repent and live;

Though your sins are crimson red,

O repent and he'll forgive.

Softly sing the joyful lay

For the saints to fast and pray,

As God ordains,

For his goodness and his love

While the Sabbath day remains.