Latter Day Saints' Messenger and Advocate/Volume 3/Number 1/The Gathering

THE GATHERING.

What wond'rous things we now behold,

Which were declar'd from days of old

By prophets, who in visions clear

Beheld those glories from ofar [afar].

The visions which the God,

Confirm'd by his unchanging word;

That to the ages then unborn

His greatest work he would perform.

The second time he'd set his hand

To gather Israel to their land,

Fulfil the cov'nants he had made,

And pour his blessings on their head.

When Moab's remnant, long oppress'd,

Should gather'd be and greatly blest;

And Ammon's children, scattered wide,

Return with joy, in peace abide.

While Elam's race a feeble hand,

Receive a share in the blest land;

And Gentiles, all their power display

To hasten on the glorious day.

Then Ephraim's sons, a warlike race,

Shall haste in peace and see their rest,

And earth's remotest parts abound,

With joys of everlasting sound.

Assyria's captives, long since lost,

In splendor come a num'rous host;

Egyptia's waters fill'd with fear,

Their power feel and disappear.

Yes, Abram's children now shall be

Like sand in number by the sea;

While kindreds, tongues, and nations all

Combine, to make their numbers full.

The dawning of that day has come.

See! Abram's sons are gath'ring home,

And daughters too, with joyful lays,

Are hast'ning here to join in praise!

O God, our Father, and our King,

Prepare our voices and our theme;

Let all our pow'rs in one combine

To sing thy praise in songs divine.