Show thy will be e done BY IV W phelps the mighty world of man with dreadful splendor raving like fields of grain or greening meadows waviah Is ready now lor harvesting harvesting and many reapers readers rs have sagun begun with son songs and prayers to father thy will be done behold america the threshing threshing floor of jacob where all the beaves sheaves are brought let all the nations wake up the readers reapers reap the binders bind earn their penny every one so sing sins and pray to father thy will be done the dreadful prince of war stirs parties up to fury and black and white rush on without a judge or piry jury to ca cope e with flesh an and foes and die Any ana anu waste like fog fo before the sun aun essm so sing bing bilg 0 and pray to father thy will be done alas alast the day dayl what rule ruie 0 know ye who doth govern A world in petticoats the harlot net the sovereign with gold and lies and silk and shame sheb hid the truth from every one so sin bin sing 0 and pray to father thy will ivill be done le lee nations wrangle then and rede red e eyed ea statesmen storm on our god biti sit and laugh and so will every mormon so kill yourselves and leave your room old death is fond of just such fun well sin sing and pray to father thy will be done |