There was a man
Preaching God's word,
Preaching in Shelby, Michigan.
Things that he taught
No one had heard,
Saying God speaks to man again.
And I was . . . interested.
I found it strange;
He spoke so plain,
And I could not ignore
That when he spoke
I felt as though
I'd known it all before.
Philander came
And heard the same,
Then much to my surprise
He raised his hand
And asked the man
When he could be baptized!
Yes, it sounds fine,
Yes, it sounds nice,
Part of me says
Don't think twice.
Or should I?
Yes, it feels good,
Yes, it feels right,
But people don't change
Overnight.
Or do we?
But with nothing to go on
But how I feel
It's hard to believe it's real.
Is it changing
That I'm afraid of?
Or am I scared
To find out what I'm made of?
And would the future I may find
Be worth the life I'd leave behind?
Philander, are you fixin' to join these folks? I asked you first! Well, I
Have a . . . feeling too . . . But it's
More than a question of
Do you believe it?
Our life is in Shelby,
How can we just leave it?
Just like that, are we going to go?
Leave Mama and Papa,
Our work, and our home?
How to decide?
If all that's important
Is doing the right thing,
Then why is the right thing
The one thing that's fright, ning?
We're still young
And a lifetime's too long
For living with choices
That might turn out wrong,
How to decide
Which way is right?
Mama said,
"Live according to my light."
But if I choose
What's truly in my heart,
Then it will change me forever
And tear my world apart.
Whatever may happen
I can, t be afraid!
If you know what you feel
Then there's only one choice to be made.
Time to be brave,
Mama was right.
I have to live
According to my light!
Standing waist deep
In the water,
Standing in cold lake Michigan.
Coming at last
To the Father.
Leaving my past
In the water,
Praying that I'll be born again.
Ahhh.
Who would have thought
All of this change
Coming like that
From a man named
Parley P. Pratt?
I'll miss this place,
I know I will,
But now it's time to go.
And there will be
Another place,
I hope it feels like home!
Gonna be one of the movers and shakers,
Gonna be one, gonna be one!
Out in the world with the history makers,
Gonna be one, gonna be one!
Where will I go,
What will I do,
Where is this place
They call Nauvoo?
Gonna be one!