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1. Think not when you gather to Zion, Your troubles and trials are through, That
2. Think not when you gather to Zion, That all will be holy and pure; That
nothing but comfort and pleasure Are waiting in Zion for you. No,
fraud and deception are banished, And confidence wholly secure. No,
no, 'tis designed as a furnace, All substance, all textures to try, To
no, for the Lord our Redeemer Has said that the tares with the wheat Must
burn all the " wood, hay, and stubble, " The gold from the dross purify.
grow till the great day of burning Shall render the harvest complete.

3. Think not when you gather to Zion,
The saints here have nothing to do
But to look to your personal welfare,
And always be comforting you.
No, those who are faithful are doing
What they find to do with their might;
To gather the scattered of Israel
They labor by day and by night.

4. Think not when you gather to Zion,
The prize and the victory won.
Think not that the warfare is ended,
The work of salvation is done.
No, no, for the great prince of darkness
A tenfold exertion will make,
When he sees you go to the fountain,
Where freely the truth you may take.
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