[…] a contemplated four-volume work on the Prophet. Doctrine and Covenants, 6:25-28. Ibid., 107:37. After the Saints left Missouri, this body was disorganized since it was designed to sit at the center place of Zion. […]
[…] April 9, 1834. Also cit. History of the Reorganized Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (Independence, Missouri, 1951), Vol. 1, pp. 444–446. Painesville Telegraph, January 31, 1834. Changes in the text of quotations […]
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