Friday, December 5, 2008

And it came to pass, that Enoch looked upon the earth, and he heard a voice from the bowels thereof, saying, Woe! Woe! Is me, the mother of men! I am pained, I am weary, because of the wickedness of my children! When shall I rest, and be cleansed from the filthiness which has gone forth out of me? When will my Creator sanctify me, that I may rest, and righteousness for a season abide upon my face?


Moses, Genesis 7:55. Joseph Smith's 'New Translation' of the Bible. 1970. Herald Publishing House. Independence, MO. P.55 D&C 77:1

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