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.