Original lyrics

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Now behold, my name is Mormon Keeper of the Holy Word And I make a sacred record Of the things I've seen and heard All my days were filled with sorrow Yet I wrote by God's command Standing as an idle witness Of the evil in the land Grievous scenes of thieves and robbers Sorceries and magic art Wickedness, abominations Dwelt in every hardened heart Awful scenes of blood and carnage Have been laid before mine eyes They were once a righteous people I had loved them, and I cried I had loved them, and I cried Oh ye fair ones of my people How could ye reject the Lord? Now my heart is filled with sorrow For those fallen by the sword Oh ye fair ones, sons and daughters Fathers, mothers, husbands, wives Now my soul is rent with anguish And I mourn your fallen lives Now I speak to all who follow May your faith in Christ increase May the hope of God's great glory Lift you up and give you peace Come unto your loving shepherd Jesus, Savior of mankind May the hope of life eternal Rest forever in your mind