Oh, my people, saith the Spirit,
Hear the word of God today:
Be not slothful but obedient;
'Tis the world's momentous day!

Unto honor I have called you—
Honor great as angels know;
Heed ye, then, a Father's counsel,
And by deeds your purpose show.

Be ye not deceived! Remember,
I have sworn to execute
All my purpose—naught can hinder—
Vain what man may institute.

Take ye, then, my hand extended—
Let me lead you where I will;
Peace and safety, light and glory,
Crown the crest of Zion's hill.

I have spoken! Few have heeded!
What remains for me to do?
Warnings old wait vindication!
Man must learn that God is true.

The restraining gates my mercy
Led me oft to interpose,
Shall the devastating currents,
Fraught with woe—no more oppose.

Time is ripe! my work must hasten!
Whoso will may bide the hour.
Naught can harm whom God protecteth—
Elements confess his power.

Up ye, then, to the high places
I have bid you occupy!
Peril waits upon the heedless!
Grace upon the souls who try.

Whoso lusteth after pleasure,
High estate or mammon's store—
Envious or proud remaineth—
Though he gain the world, is poor.

If you would be rich, be holy!
Would you dwell all heights above?
Heed ye, then, this admonition:
Climb to atmosphere of love.

Love ye me and love all people—
Love as I have loved you;
This your calling—this my purpose—
Thus be my disciples true.

Then in this exalted station
Your companion I will be;
Every promise of my Scriptures
Will be verified in thee.

Get ye up, then, to your mountain:
Zion of this closing day!
For the glory of my coming
Waits to break upon your way!

Forth from thence your testimony
Shall to trembling nations go,
And the world confess that with you
God has residence below.

—Zion's Ensign.