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Are all the foes of Zion 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.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1719
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 53:4-6;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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MUSIC
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Name:
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SONG 67
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1623
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Key
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| # 599 | D | | # 455 | D | | # 171 | D |
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