Joseph Smith
My God, young lord
I saw it with my eyes
My God, how long?
To take into these hands
These years can only expand
like dough
I buried them in snow
My God, young lord
What did I ever know?
I can’t go back now
Everyone’s so old
But I can never be old
I cast my face in gold
Ooh, how it rolled
Down my face
And off my clothes
I got struck dumb
And frozen to my spot
My eyes felt black
My face was very hot
Every cell in my skin
got stuck
I gave my body up