Paraphrased by President S. Dilworth Young of the First Council of the Seventy

The President Speaks

These three then,
No part left out,
None removed,
Measure the true believer:
1. That Jesus Christ is the
Son of God.
That he lives,
Was resurrected,
2. To Joseph Smith he spoke
In latter days.
This prophet, hearing and
And obeying,
Organized the Church of Christ
On earth.
3. That Joseph truly gave
To the succeeding Prophet
All the keys!
And so on until now
The living prophet
All heavenly power his
To speak for Christ.
Anyone believing less than this
Is no believer.


My mother’s eyes were Irish;
My father’s eyes were, too,
And all my lovely sisters
Had eyes of Irish blue.
And when the boys, they came along,
Ah, sure, they did beguile,
For each of them was surely blessed
With a splendid Irish smile.
And proud we were of Irish blood
As pure as shamrock green,
As sturdy an Irish family
As ever could be seen.
And then we joined the Mormon Church—
Ah, surely that was grand!
And with true Irish vigor
We answered each demand.
We kept the Word of Wisdom;
We paid our tithing, too.
We all did every little thing
That we were asked to do.
We did our genealogy
There, duty was all fun.
With joyful pride we studied hard
About each Irish son,
We wrote it on the family chart
(We wrote it all in green);
Each Irish name we added on,
Each fellow, each colleen.
And then there came that frightful day
The shock we had to bear!
Father came home looking pale;
We gathered ’round his chair.
And mother’s Irish eyes were sad;
Father’s eyes were, too.
And sister’s eyes were full of tears
That washed the Irish blue.
My brothers’ splendid Irish smiles
Soon faded all away,
And all our Irish tongues were stilled,
For there was naught to say.
This thing our father told us—
Believe it? We could not!
For in our Irish line he found
Great-grandpa was a Scot!