Are All the Foes of Sion Fools?

Are all the foes of Si­on fools

Who thus de­vour her saints?

Do they not know her Sav­ior rules

And pities her com­plaints?

They shall be seized with sad sur­prise;

For God’s re­veng­ing arm

Scatters the bones of them that rise

To do His child­ren harm.

In vain the sons of Sa­tan boast

Of armies in ar­ray;

When God has first des­pised their host

They fall an ea­sy prey.

O for a word from Si­on’s king

Her cap­tives to re­store!

Jacob with all his tribes shall sing

And Ju­dah weep no more.