It was on his knees when Enus knelt him
In this prayer, forgiven of his
Sins with the faith that he declared

It was on his knees, moroni
Hid the plates of gold
Preserving for our day a story
To be told
And I
I can see him in the wilderness
Reflections in the streams, I
I can see him in the
Snowflakes and even in my dreams, but
The stories of the prophets couldn't
Calm my troubled seas 'cause I
Didn't get to know him till I
Was on my knees

It was on his knees when Joseph fixed
His eyes on God, the restoration of the
Truth to rebuild the iron
Rod, it was on his
Knees when Jesus bled from every
Pore and drank the
Bitter cup to open heaven's door

And I
I can see him in the wilderness
Reflections
In the streams, and I
I can see him in the snowflakes
And even in my dreams, but the
Stories of the prophets couldn't
Calm my troubled seas, 'cause I didn't get
To know him till I was on my
Knees
I can see him in the wilderness
Reflections in the streams, and I
I can see him in the snowflakes
And even in my dreams, but the
Stories of the prophets couldn't calm my
Troubled seas, 'cause I didn't get
To know him till I was on
My knees

And I
I can see him in the wilderness
Reflections in the streams, and I
I can see him in the snowflakes
And even in my dreams, but the
Stories of the prophets couldn't
Calm my troubled seas
'Cause I didn't get to know him
Till I was on my knees
And I
I can see him in the
Snowflakes and even in my dreams, but
The stories of the prophets
Couldn't calm my troubled seas, 'cause I
Didn't get to know
Him till I was on my knees
I can see him in the wilderness
Reflections in the streams, and
I
I can see him in the snowflakes
And even in my dreams, but the stories
Of the prophets couldn't calm my trouble
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