1 Now I, Moroni, after having made an end of abridging the account of the people of Jared,
I had supposed not to have written more, but I have not as yet perished; and I make not myself known to
the Lamanites lest they should destroy me.
2 For behold, their wars are exceedingly fierce among themselves; and because of their
hatred they put to death every Nephite that will not deny the Christ.
Now I, Moroni, have finishds my abridged version of Ether's account of the Jaredite adventure.
I wasn't going to write more, but since the Lamanites haven't killed me yet, I guess I'll keep writing.
The Lamanites are filled with hatred. They kill each other and kill every Nephite they can find who
refuses to deny Christ.
3 And I, Moroni, will not deny the Christ; wherefore, I wander whithersoever I can for
the safety of mine own life.
4 Wherefore, I write a few more things, contrary to that which I had supposed; for I had
supposed not to have written any more; but I write a few more things, that perhaps they may be of worth
unto my brethren, the Lamanites, in some future day, according to the will of the Lord.
I won't deny Christ, so I wander around hoping the Lamanites don't catch me.
Until then, I'll write a few more things so that the Lamanites will have something to read after they kill me.