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Counsels for the Church
with the earth; not as we have to do with the earth here; no, no. A
glorious light shone all about their heads, and they were continually
shouting and offering praises to God.
I saw another field full of all kinds of flowers, and as I plucked
them, I cried out, “They will never fade.” Next I saw a field of tall
grass, most glorious to behold; it was living green and had a reflection
of silver and gold, as it waved proudly to the glory of King Jesus. Then
we entered a field full of all kinds of beasts—the lion, the lamb, the
leopard, and the wolf, all together in perfect union. We passed through
the midst of them, and they followed on peaceably after. Then we
entered a wood, not like the dark woods we have here; no, no; but
light, and all over glorious; the branches of the trees moved to and fro,
and we all cried out, “We will dwell safely in the wilderness and sleep
in the woods.” We passed through the woods, for we were on our way
to Mount Zion.
As we were traveling along, we met a company who also were
gazing at the glories of the place. I noticed red as a border on their
garments; their crowns were brilliant; their robes were pure white. As
we greeted them, I asked Jesus who they were. He said they were
martyrs that had been slain for Him. With them was an innumerable
company of little ones; they also had a hem of red on their garments.
Mount Zion was just before us, and on the mount was a glorious
temple, and about it were seven other mountains, on which grew roses
and lilies. And I saw the little ones climb, or, if they chose, use their
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little wings and fly, to the top of the mountains and pluck the never-
fading flowers. There were all kinds of trees around the temple to
beautify the place: the box, the pine, the fir, the oil, the myrtle, the
pomegranate, and the fig tree bowed down with the weight of its timely
figs—these made the place all over glorious. And as we were about to
enter the holy temple, Jesus raised His lovely voice and said, “Only
the 144,000 enter this place,” and we shouted, “Alleluia.”
This temple was supported by seven pillars, all of transparent gold,
set with pearls most glorious. The wonderful things I there saw I
cannot describe. Oh, that I could talk in the language of Canaan, then
could I tell a little of the glory of the better world. I saw there tables
of stone in which the names of the 144,000 were engraved in letters of
gold. After we beheld the glory of the temple, we went out, and Jesus
left us and went to the city. Soon we heard His lovely voice again,