Psalter 361

Verse 1
Thro' all the years, may Israel say,
My bitter foes have oft assailed,
Have sought my hurt in fierce array,
Yet over me, have not prevailed.

Verse 2
Tho' scars of conflict and distress
Remain to tell of trials past,
Jehovah in His righteousness
Has safely bro't us thro' at last.

Verse 3
The foes of Zion shall be brought
To hopeless flight and put to shame;
Their wicked plans shall come to nought
And all mankind forget their name.

Verse 4
To them no kindly friend shall say,
God bless you now and speed you well;
No grateful heart for them shall pray,
May God's rich blessing on you dwell.

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