If You Could Hie to Kolob

If you could hie to Kolob
In the twinkling of an eye,
And then continue onward
With that same speed to fly,
Do you think that you could ever,
Through all eternity,
Find out the generation
Where Gods began to be?
Or see the grand beginning,
Where space did not extend?
Or view the last creation,
Where Gods and matter end?
Methinks the Spirit whispers,
«No man has found 'pure space,'
Nor seen the outside curtains,
Where nothing has a place.»
The works of God continue,
And worlds and lives abound;
Improvement and progression
Have one eternal round.