Hark! listen to the music
Swell from that mighty throng!
'Tis the children of God's kingdom,
Their voices sweet and strong.
Their heav'nly notes inspire me,
And fill my soul with praise,
To thank our heav'nly Father
For these the latter days.

Rejoice, rejoice, dear children,
Great blessings are in store
For all those who live faithful,
And strive to sin no more.
Be kind unto your parents,
Their counsels strict obey,
And follow good examples—
That is the better way.

God bless our noble leaders
With health, and light, and pow'r,
To banish ev'ry evil,
And conquer Satan's pow'r.
Come, children, raise your voices
In praise to Zion's King;
And make the hills re-echo
With loud hosannas' ring.

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