For it shall be our Zion, the "land of rest, sought out." Upon the mountain-top, the weary band stood still And watched their pale-faced chieftain, the man of iron will, Who had freed the hosts of Israel from mobocratic power, And held that host together, until the present hour. When George M. Hinkle faltered, and betrayed our prophet guide, 'Twas Brigham's faith and courage that stayed the treacherous tide, That flowed from Boggs' scheming, to sweep the Church aside; With matchless skill and wisdom, checkmated Benton's plans By sending a battalion to fight the Mexicans. Even President Van Buren, with Benson as his aid, Was fairly circumvented at the cruel game they played. 'Tis true we lost our city, the beautiful Nauvoo, 'Twas sacked, and desecrated, by Brockman's heartless crew. And these, the fleeing exiles that stood upon that hill, Had faith in their great leader--they loved his iron will; But the scenes that lay before them stretched e'en the chords of faith-- Were they going to destruction? Had they found their burying place? Was death to be the outcome, the answer to their prayer? Were they, their wives and loved ones, Donner's fate to share? O think, you pious Christians, who drove them from their land, Could you have stood the trials of that heroic band? They place upon the altar the treasures of the soul, The hope of an existence, to God they gave the whole. And God, who ever watches over his faithful ones, Sent down the bow of promise; it came through Brigham Young. "I have seen this land in vision; I saw the tent come down And rest upon the summit of yonder rising ground. There we will build a temple, a resting place for God, And His Spirit will requicken the hill and valley sod." These were the sweetest sayings that mortals ever heard; It was the balm of Gilead, Jehovah's healing word. They will stand through endless ages as Brigham's crowning act; The strength and inspiration that founded a commonwealth, Where the love of God, and liberty, will dwell in every soul, And Columbia's sons, in righteousness, will govern and control. Then the honored name and memory of Brigham Young shall be A legacy as priceless as the boon of liberty. UTAH'S PIONEERS Written July 24, 1918