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 Zion???s King, Her captives to restore! Jacob with all his tribes shall sing, And Judah weep no more.