[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 dessert, on mountain, on land, or on sea-- and bring them to Zion, the pure and the free. O, Babylon, O, Babylon, we bid thee all 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 what from the midst of the tares and bring them from bondage, from sorrows and snares. O, Babylon, O, Babylon, we bid the all farewell. We're going to the mountains of Ephraim to dwell. Ye elders of Israel. Ye elders of Israel. 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.

Amen.

Amen.