Lyrics:

Ye elders of Israel, come join now with me
And seek out the righteous, were'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 mountain 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 mountain 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 mountain of Ephraim to dwell