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(925) Her Enemies Confounded.
Zion stands with hills surrounded,
Zion kept by power divine!
All her foes shall be confounded,
Tho’ the world in arms combine.
Happy Zion,
What a favored lot is thine!
2 Ev’ry human tie may perish,
Friend to friend unfaithful prove,
Mothers cease their own to cherish,
Heaven and earth at last remove;
But no changes
Can attend Jehovah’s love.
3 In the furnace God may prove thee,
Thence to bring thee forth more bright,
But can never cease to love thee—
Thou art precious in his sight:
God is with thee—
God, thine everlasting light.
Thomas Kelly, 1804