Sons of Zion!

By W. Batchelor

Sons of Zion! Heirs of glory!
Haste ye forth into the world!
Lift your voices! Tell the story
Of the gospel now unfurled!
Nations which have lain in darkness
Now are groping towards the light.
Sons of Zion! Do your duty!
Lead them in the paths of right!

Sons of Zion! Heirs of glory!
Ye are called to do great deeds!
Vanquish falsehood, priestcraft, error;
Overthrow men’s countless creeds.
Too long these have o’er the nations
Held their dark, degrading sway.
Sons of Zion! Grasp your weapons!
This your cry: “A brighter day!”

Sons of Zion! Heirs of glory!
Hark! D’ye hear the foemen call!
Leave the plough, the field, the city,
Fight until the last shall fall!
This your task, your aim, your pleasure,
Shall call forth your Lord’s “Well done!”
Sons of Zion! Heirs of glory!
Forward! Till the cause is won!

(1913)