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Message of the day from Orderville, Utah

I look around in my town and see work what needs doin’, And it falls to me for to see that it gets divvied out. Some work is pleasant and some work just ain’t. Please tell me you’re willin’, don’t tell me you cain’t.

Everyone knows that there’s work to be done. Everyone knows to make hay while there’s sun. To keep order in Orderville each of us pulls our own weight, Not one complaint! There’s work to be done. Work to be done.

I'm Thomas Chamberlain in the musical

I know what you're thinking but this is really fun with my tongue planted firmly in cheek. Besides serious vocalists are scarce in this region.

An update for Elsie

I look around in my town and see work what needs doin’, And it falls to me for to see that it gets divvied out.

Some work is pleasant and some work just ain’t. Please tell me you’re willin’, don’t tell me you cain’t.

Bread Loaves need baked I think ELSIE is right for that job, And David is due for a trip down to slop that old hog....

Everyone knows that there’s work to be done. Everyone knows to make hay while there’s sun. To keep order in Orderville each of us pulls our own weight, Not one complaint! There’s work to be done. Work to be done.

Besides serious vocalists are scarce in this region.

That's 'cause they've migrated northward; up around the big salty...

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Praise to the Man!

Praise to the man who communed with Jehovah!
Jesus annointed that Prophet and Seer.
Blessed to open the last dispensation,
Kings shall extol him, and nations revere.

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Hail to the Prophet, ascended to heaven!
Traitors and tyrants now fight him in vain.
Mingling with Gods, he can plan for his brethren;
Death cannot conquer the hero again.

Praise to his mem'ry, he died as a martyr;
Honored and blest be his ever great name!
Long shall his blood, which was shed by assasins,
Plead unto heav'n while the earth lauds his fame.

Chorus
Hail to the Prophet, ascended to heaven!
Traitors and tyrants now fight him in vain.
Mingling with Gods, he can plan for his brethren;
Death cannot conquer the hero again.

Great is his glory and endless his priesthood.
Ever and ever the keys he will hold.
Faithful and true he will enter his kingdom,
Crowned in the midst of the prophets of old.

Chorus
Hail to the Prophet, ascended to heaven!
Traitors and tyrants now fight him in vain.
Mingling with Gods, he can plan for his brethren;
Death cannot conquer the hero again.

Sacrifice brings forth the blessings of heaven;
Earth must atone for the blood of that man.
Wake up the world for the conflict of justice.
Millions shall know 'Brother Joseph' again.

Chorus
Hail to the Prophet, ascended to heaven!
Traitors and tyrants now fight him in vain.
Mingling with Gods, he can plan for his brethren;
Death cannot conquer the hero again.