Ye Elders Of Israel

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.

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O Babylon, O Babylon, we bid thee farewell;
We're going to the mountains of Ephraim to dwell.

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.

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.