Psalm 53

Are all the foes of Sion fools,

Who thus devour her saints?

Do they not know her Saviour rules,

And pities her complaints?

They shall be seiz'd 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 despis'd 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.