And my soul hungered; and I kneeled down before my Maker, and I cried unto him in mighty prayer and supplication for mine own soul; and all the day long did I cry unto him; yea, and when the night came I did still raise my voice high that it reached the heavens.

And there came a voice unto me, saying: Enos, thy sins are forgiven thee, and thou shalt be blessed.

And I, Enos, knew that God acould not lie; wherefore, my guilt was swept away. . . . thy faith hath made thee whole.

Now, it came to pass that when I had heard these words I began to feel a desire for the welfare of my brethren, the Nephites.... I prayed unto him with many long strugglings for my brethren, the Lamanites. ... I, Enos, went about among the people of Nephi, prophesying of things to come, and testifying of the things which I had heard and seen.