I Spake unto Him as if it had been Laban

The Plates of Brass

I Called After Them

Their Joy was Full, and My Mother was Comforted

Laman and Lemuel Again Began to Murmur

I Caused They Should Hide Themselves Without the Walls

We did Gather our Precious Things

He Did Lust After It

We did Flee before the servants of Laban

In the Cavity of the Rock