Mitt to Kolob
Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 1:13 am
I've never heard the entire "Hie to Kolob" hymn until this. It didn't need those pictures of garmies or KKK clansmen to weird me out.
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The Dude wrote:
I've never heard the entire "Hie to Kolob" hymn until this. It didn't need those pictures of garmies or KKK clansmen to weird me out.
The Nehor wrote:That was a bad rendition of the song. My institute class sings it better. I love that song.
It's a song of triumph over evil.
Mercury wrote:The Nehor wrote:That was a bad rendition of the song. My institute class sings it better. I love that song.
It's a song of triumph over evil.
No, its a song about funky space gods and mystical sci-fi beliefs in place of a christian god (whatever that means)
nEheyore, please explain the good in this song, and the bad it triumphs over...The Nehor wrote:That was a bad rendition of the song. My institute class sings it better. I love that song.
It's a song of triumph over evil.
Polygamy Porter wrote:nEheyore, please explain the good in this song, and the bad it triumphs over...The Nehor wrote:That was a bad rendition of the song. My institute class sings it better. I love that song.
It's a song of triumph over evil.
Most ward do not sing this song as it is to fringe.
If you could hie to Kolob In the twinkling of an eye,
And then continue onward With that same speed to fly,
Do you think that you could ever, Through all eternity,
Find out the generation Where Gods began to be?
Or see the grand beginning, Where space did not extend?
Or view the last creation, Where Gods and matter end?
Methinks the Spirit whispers, "No man has found 'pure space,'
Nor seen the outside curtains, Where nothing has a place."
The works of God continue, And worlds and lives abound;
Improvement and progression Have one eternal round.
There is no end to matter; There is no end to space;
There is no end to spirit; There is no end to race.
There is no end to virtue; There is no end to might;
There is no end to wisdom; There is no end to light.
There is no end to union; There is no end to youth;
There is no end to priesthood; There is no end to truth.
There is no end to glory; There is no end to love;
There is no end to being; There is no death above.
There is no end to glory; There is no end to love;
There is no end to being; There is no death above.
There was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and lived in luxury every day. At his gate was laid a beggar named Lazarus, covered with sores and longing to eat what fell from the rich man's table. Even the dogs came and licked his sores.
The time came when the beggar died and the angels carried him to Abraham's side. The rich man also died and was buried. In hell,[4] where he was in torment, he looked up and saw Abraham far away, with Lazarus by his side. So he called to him, 'Father Abraham, have pity on me and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue, because I am in agony in this fire.'
But Abraham replied, 'Son, remember that in your lifetime you received your good things, while Lazarus received bad things, but now he is comforted here and you are in agony. And besides all this, between us and you a great chasm has been fixed, so that those who want to go from here to you cannot, nor can anyone cross over from there to us.'
He answered, 'Then I beg you, father, send Lazarus to my father's house, for I have five brothers. Let him warn them, so that they will not also come to this place of torment.'
Abraham replied, 'They have Moses and the Prophets; let them listen to them.'
'No, father Abraham,' he said, 'but if someone from the dead goes to them, they will repent.' He said to him, 'If they do not listen to Moses and the Prophets, they will not be convinced even if someone rises from the dead.'