Babylon is fallen, is fallen, is fallen,
Babylon is fallen to rise no more.
2. Come my people and forsake her,
Cast away your slavish fears;
Hear the voice from heav’n proclaiming,
It’s the end of all her years.
Raise your voices, she is fallen,
Lift your banners up on high:
3. Now her plagues are surely coming,
And her merchants all shall mourn;
All their merchandise shall fail them,
With the fire it shall burn;
Cry aloud now, kings and nobles,
Priest and people, rich and poor:
4. Blow the trumpet in Mount Zion,
Christ will come the second time,
Ruling with a rod of iron,
All who now His foes combine.
Babel’s garments we’ve rejected,
And her mark of slavery:
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The text for this hymn comes from James White’s second hymn collection, “Hymns for Second Advent Believers” published in 1852.