Come, All Ye Sons Of God

Come, all ye sons of God, who have received the priesthood,

Go spread the Gospel wide, and gather in His people,

The latter day work has begun, to gather scattered Israel in

And bring them back to Zion to praise the Lamb.

Come, all ye scattered sheep, and listen to your Shepherd,

While you the blessing reap, which long have been predicted;

By prophets long it's been foretold He'll gather you into His fold

And bring you home to Zion to praise the Lamb.

Repent and be baptized, and have your sins remitted,

And get the Spirit's zeal; O then you'll be united;

Go cast upon Him all your cares; He will regard your humble prayer

And bring you home to Zion to praise the Lamb.

And when your grief is o'er and ended your affliction,

Your spirits then will soar to await the resurrection;

And then His presence you'll enjoy, in heavenly bliss your time employ,

A thousand years in Zion to praise the Lamb.