Anyone who knows Eliza knows that she had this spirit about her.
Love some of the old hymns - those who were close to Joseph had quite the vision (probably literally...):
Hymn 328, 1835 edition:
1 Think not, when you gather to Zion,
Your troubles and trials are through,
That nothing but comfort and pleasure
Are waiting in Zion for you:
No, no; 'tis designed as a furnace,
All substance, all textures to try,
To burn all the "wood, hay and stubble,"
The gold from the dross purify.
2 Think not, when you gather to Zion,
That all will be holy and pure;
That fraud and deception are banished,
And confidence wholly secure:
No, no; for the Lord our Redeemer
Has said that the tares and the wheat
Must grow, till the great day of burning
Shall render the harvest complete.
3 Think not, when you gather to Zion,
The Saints here have nothing to do
But look to your personal welfare,
And always be comforting you.
No; those who are faithful are doing
What they find to do, with their might;
To gather the scattered of Israel
They labor by day and by night.
4 Think not, when you gather to Zion,
The prize and the victory won.
Think not that the warfare is ended,
The work of salvation is done.
No, no; for the great Prince of Darkness
A tenfold exertion will make,
When he sees you go to the fountain
Where freely the truth you make take.
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