On the 3rd <third> sabbath in May [1833] while speaking to a congregation I declared that I knew the Book of Mormon to <be> true <and> the work of God. The next day while I was laboring in the community something seemed to whisper to me "Do you know the Book of Mormon is true?" My mind became perplexed & darkened and I was so tormented in Spirit that I left my work and retired into the woods. The misery and distress that I experienced cannot be described. The tempter all the while seemed to say "Do you know the Book of Mormon is true?" I remained in this situation about two hours. At last it came into my mind the faith that the Br of Jared had in attaining a knowledge of God for himself, and others also. I resolved to know <illegible> whether I had proclaimed the truth or not, and commenced praying to the God of heaven, for a testimony of these things. When all at once the vision of my mind was opened, and a glorious personage clothed in white stood before me and exhibited to my view the plates, from which the Book of Mormon was taken.