[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.