Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
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 seized with sad surprise;
3. In vain the sons of Satan boast|
Of armies in array;
When God has first despised their host
They fall an easy prey.
4. O for a word from Zion's King,
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