1 Are all the foes of Zion fools,
Who thus destroy her saints?
Do they not know her Saviour rules,
And pities her complaints?
2 They shall be siez'd with sad surprize;
For God's avenging arm
Shall crush the hand that dares arise,
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!
The joyful saints thy praise shall sing,
And Israel weep no more.
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First Line: | Are all the foes of Zion fools |
Title: | Victory and deliverance from persecution |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
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