During the progress of the afternoon prayer service at Independence, Sunday, January 5th, the congregation sang the last verse of hymn number 361 in Saints' Hymnal, immediately after which Elder Joseph Luff sang by the Spirit the following with the same tune: "Shall we gather home to Zion?"

Gathered where I have appointed—
Fed and nourished by my hand—
Chosen, planted, and anointed—
Blessed people! Favored land!

What to you shall mean this token?
What the fruitage of my grace?
My word kept—shall yours be broken
And my covenant efface?

CHORUS:

Will ye make of this my Zion
Whence my glory forth may shine?
All my promises rely on
And henceforth be only mine?

Henceforth, till the consummation
Of my purpose, who with me
Will in glad cooperation
Work, till they my glory see?

Will ye 'bide when peace hath taken
From the earth its lasting flight?
Will ye stand, nor e'er be shaken,
'Mid the gloom of lingering night?

CHORUS:

Will ye—good for ill returning—
Enemies befriend and bless—
True discipleship discerning
And the seal of righteousness?

Who, though death or dire disaster
Threaten every hope, will cling
To my counsel, firmer, faster,
Whatso'er that trust may bring?

Will ye pain esteem as pleasure,
And each sacrifice as gain,
If thereby ye may the measure
Of your Master's stature gain?

CHORUS:

By these tokens faith hath voicing,
Love hath exhibition clear;
These in heaven shall cause rejoicing,
And proclaim my Zion here.

Wist ye not when praying often
That my will on earth be done,
Grace must first your spirits soften
And in service make you one?

One sweet self-abnegation,
One in fellowship of love;
Without marks of wealth or station,
Save those mirrored from above.

CHORUS:

One with me, in which blest union
God and angels will combine;
Zion's light, by such communion
Will in glorious luster shine.

—Zion's Ensign, January 16, 1913.