In the still of the morn
He slipped away,
Through the shadows to a quiet grove to pray.
He pondered what to do--
Which if any church were true.
When he returned, the light had dawned
And he knew,
Joseph knew.

He knew God lives,
For he saw Them there;
The Father and the Son,
In answer to his prayer.
Though the hearts of men would rage,
Yet nothing could change
What was true.
Joseph Knew.

Oh how glorious the truth
For them that hear;
And yet some men would not.
They spread hatred and fear.
They cast Joseph into chains;
Tarred and feathered him with shame;
Yet more than this the man could bear
For he knew, Joseph knew.

He knew God lives,
For he saw Them there;
The Father and the Son,
In answer to his prayer.
Though the hearts of men would rage,
Yet nothing could change
What was true:
Joseph Knew.

In a cold, stone cell with a battered door
The prophet's blood bears witness on the wooden floor.
Until his dying breath,
As in life, so in death,
He testifies of Christ.
He knew, Joseph Knew.

He knew God lives,
For he saw Them there;
The Father and the Son,
In answer to his prayer.
Though the hearts of men may rage,
Yet nothing can change
What is true.
Joseph Knew.

I would give my life to know;
I would give my life to know;
I will give my life to know as Joseph knew.

Words by Toni Thomas
Music by Diane Tuiofu

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