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1 Are all the foes of Zion fools,
Who thus devour her saints?
Do they not know her Savior rules,
And pities her complaints?
2 They shall be seiz'd with sad surprise;
For God's revenging arm
Scatters the bones of them that rise
To do his children harm.
3 In vain the sons of Satan boast
Of armies in array;
When God has first despis'd their host
They fall an easy prey.
4 O for a word from Zion's King,
Her captives to restore!
Jacob with all his tribes shall sing,
And Judah weep no more.
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First Line: | Are all the foes of Zion fools |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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