If you could hie to Kolob

 

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   1. 1. If you could hie to Kolob

      In the twinkling of an eye,

      And then continue onward

      With that same speed to fly,

      Do you think that you could ever,

      Through all eternity,

      Find out the generation

      Where Gods began to be?

   2. 2. Or see the grand beginning,

      Where space did not extend?

      Or view the last creation,

      Where Gods and matter end?

      Methinks the Spirit whispers,

      “No man has found ‘pure space,’

      Nor seen the outside curtains,

      Where nothing has a place.”

   3. 3. The works of God continue,

      And worlds and lives abound;

      Improvement and progression

      Have one eternal round.

      There is no end to matter;

      There is no end to space;

      There is no end to spirit;

      There is no end to race.

   4. 4. There is no end to virtue;

      There is no end to might;

      There is no end to wisdom;

      There is no end to light.

      There is no end to union;

      There is no end to youth;

      There is no end to priesthood;

      There is no end to truth.

   5. 5. There is no end to glory;

      There is no end to love;

      There is no end to being;

      There is no death above.

      There is no end to glory;

      There is no end to love;

      There is no end to being;

      There is no death above.

   In the twinkling of an eye,

   And then continue onward

   With that same speed to fly,

   Do you think that you could ever,

   Through all eternity,

   Find out the generation

   Where Gods began to be?

2. 2. Or see the grand beginning,

   Where space did not extend?

   Or view the last creation,

   Where Gods and matter end?

   Methinks the Spirit whispers,

   “No man has found ‘pure space,’

   Nor seen the outside curtains,

   Where nothing has a place.”

3. 3. The works of God continue,

   And worlds and lives abound;

   Improvement and progression

   Have one eternal round.

   There is no end to matter;

   There is no end to space;

   There is no end to spirit;

   There is no end to race.

4. 4. There is no end to virtue;

   There is no end to might;

   There is no end to wisdom;

   There is no end to light.

   There is no end to union;

   There is no end to youth;

   There is no end to priesthood;

   There is no end to truth.

5. 5. There is no end to glory;

   There is no end to love;

   There is no end to being;

   There is no death above.

   There is no end to glory;

   There is no end to love;

   There is no end to being;

   There is no death above.

Hunger Strike Poem by Adnan Farhan Abdul Latif

 They are artists of torture,

They are artists of pain and fatigue,
They are artists of insults
and humiliation.
Where is the world to save us
from torture?
Where is the world to save us
from the fire and sadness?
Where is the world to save
the hunger strikers?