[MUSIC - "YE ELDERS OF ISRAEL"]
(SINGING) Ye elders of Israel, come join now with me and seek
out the righteous where'er they may be--in desert, on
mountain, on land, or on sea--and bring them to Zion,
the pure and the free.
O Babylon, O Babylon, we bid thee farewell; we're going to
the mountains of Ephraim to dwell.
The harvest is great, and the lab'rers are few; but if we're
united, we all things can do.
We'll gather the wheat from the midst of the tares and
bring them from bondage, from sorrows and snares.
O Babylon, O Babylon, we bid thee farewell; we're going to
the mountains of Ephraim to dwell.
We'll go to the poor, like our Captain of old, and visit the
weary, the hungry, and cold; we'll cheer up their hearts
with the news that he bore and point them to
Zion and life evermore.
O Babylon, O Babylon, we bid thee farewell; we're going to
the mountains of Ephraim to dwell.
We're going to the mountains of Ephraim to dwell, to dwell.