“Oh! Blest was the Day when the Prophet and Seer” appears to be in the 1927 hymnal, as well as various supplemental publications. It is not a “Praise Joseph” one, but rather a commemoration of the creation of the Relief Society organization. Interestingly, it is sung to “The Star Spangled Banner.”
#137 - O Give Me Back my Prophet Dear (LDS Hymns 1948)
[John Taylor]
O give me back my Prophet dear,
And Patriarch, O give them back;
The Saints of latter days to cheer,
And lead them in the gospel track.
But ah! they're gone from my embrace,
From earthly scenes their spirits fled;
Those two, the best of Adam's race,
Now lie entombed among the dead.
Ye men of wisdom tell me why,
When guilt nor crime in them were found,
Why now their blood doth loudly cry,
From prison walls, and Carthage ground
Your tongues are mute, but pray attend,
The secret I will now relate,
Why those whom God to earth did lend,
Have met the suffering martyr's fate.
It is because they strove to gain,
Beyond the grave a heaven of bliss;
Because they made the gospel plain,
And led the Saints in righteousness.
It is because God called them forth,
And led them by his own right hand
Christ's coming to proclaim on earth,
And gather Israel to their land.
It is because the priests of Baal
Were desperate their craft to save;
And when they saw it doomed to fail,
They sent the Prophets to the grave.
Like scenes the ancient Prophets saw,
Like these, the ancient Prophets fell;
And till the resurrection dawn,
Prophet and Patriarch-Fare thee well.
#296 - The Seer, Joseph, The Seer (LDS Hymns 1948)
[John Taylor]
The Seer, Joseph, the Seer!
I'll sing of the Prophet ever dear,
The Prophet ever dear;
His equal cannot be found
By searching the wide world around.
With Gods he soared in the realms of day,
And men he taught the heavenly way,
And men he taught the heavenly way.
The earthly Seer! the heavenly Seer!
I love to dwell on his memory dear;
The chosen of God and the friend of man,
He brought the priesthood back again;
He gazed on the past and the future, too,
And opened, and opened
The heavenly world to view,
And opened, and opened
The heavenly world to view.
Of noble seed, of heavenly birth,
He came to bless the sons of earth,
To bless the sons of earth;
With keys by the Almighty given,
He opened the full rich stores of heaven;
O'er the world that was wrapped in sable night,
Like the sun he spread his golden light,
Like the sun he spread his golden light.
He strove, O how he strove to stay
The stream of crime in its reckless way!
With a mighty hand and a noble aim,
He urged the wayward to reclaim:
‘Mid foaming billows of angry strife,
He stood at, he stood at
The helm of the ship of life,
He stood at, he stood at
The helm of the ship of life.
The Saints, the Saints, his only pride!
For them he lived, for them he died;
He lived, for them he died;
Their joys were his, their sorrows too.
He loved the Saints; he loved Nauvoo.
Unchanged in death with a Savior's love,
He pleads their cause in the courts above.
He pleads their cause in the courts above.
The Seer, the Seer! Joseph, the Seer!
O how I love his memory dear!
The just and wise, the pure and free,
A father he was and is to me.
Let fiends now rage, in their dark hour—
No matter, no matter,
He is beyond their power,
No matter, no matter,
He is beyond their power.
He's free! He's free! The Prophet's free!
He is where he will ever be,
Where he will ever be,
Beyond the reach of mobs and strife,
He rests unharmed in endless life.
His home's in the sky; he dwells with the Gods
Far from the furious rage of mobs,
Far from the furious rage of mobs.
He died, he died for those he loved.
He reigns; he reigns in the realms above.
He waits with the just who have gone before
To welcome the Saints to Zion's shore.
Shout, shout, ye Saints! This boon is given;
We'll meet him, we'll meet him
Our martyred Seer, in heaven.
We'll meet him, we'll meet him
Our martyred Seer, in heaven.
Oh! Blest was the Day when the Prophet and Seer
[Emily Hill Woodmansee]
1 Oh! blest was the day when the Prophet and Seer,
(Who stands at the head of this last dispensation,)
Inspir’d from above by “The Father” of Love
Form’d the Daughters of Zion's great organization.
Its purpose, indeed, is to comfort and feed
The honest and poor in distress and in need.
Oh! the Daughters of Zion, the friends of the poor,
Are exemplars of faith, hope and charity,
2 Oh! Daughters of Truth, ye have cause to rejoice,
Lo! the key of advancement is placed in your keeping;
To help with your might whatsoever is right,
To gladden their hearts who are weary of weeping.
By commandment divine, Zion's daughters must shine,
And all of the sex, e'en as one, should combine;
For a oneness of action success will
In resisting the wrongs that ‘tis wrong to endure.
Oh! the Daughters of Zion, the friends of the poor,
Are exemplars of faith, hope and charity, pure.
3 Oh, woman! God gave thee the longing to bless,
Thy touch like Compassion's, is warm and caressing;
There is power in thy weakness to soften
To brighten the gloom and the darkness depressing:
And not in the rear, hence, need woman appear;
Her star is ascending, her zenith is
Like an angel of mercy, she'll stand in the van,
The joy of the world, and the glory of man.
Oh! the Daughters of Zion, the friends of the poor,
Are exemplars of faith, hope and charity, pure.
4 Oh! be of good cheer, far-extending we see
The rosy-hued dawn like a vision of beauty;
Its glory and light can interpreted be:
Go on, in the pathway of love and of duty!
The brave earnest soul will arrive at its goal;
True heroes are crowned as the ages
There is blessing in blessing, admit it we must,
And there's honor in helping a cause that is just.
Oh! the Daughters of Zion, the friends of the poor,
Are exemplars of faith, hope and charity, pure.
#137 - O Give Me Back my Prophet Dear
Why those whom God to earth did lend,
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This is blasphemy right here...
The True account in the Christian Biblke reads...
“For God so loved the world that He gave...”
(Joey Smith ???
NO)
“His only begotten Son...”
John 3:16
#296 - The Seer, Joseph, The Seer (LDS Hymns 1948)
[John Taylor]
The Seer, Joseph, the Seer!
I’ll sing of the Prophet ever dear,
The Prophet ever dear;
His equal cannot be found
By searching the wide world around.
With Gods he soared in the realms of day,
And men he taught the heavenly way,
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“His equal cannot be found
By searching the wide world around”
again blasphemy...
THe LORD Jesus Christ said all Christians are equal..
all of you are equal as brothers and sisters. Matthew 23:8
However as Joey Smith was never a Christian he would be less than the Christians...
He would certainly have not been equal enough...