Through All the Years, May Israel Say

Verse 1

Through 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

Though scars of conflict and distress Remain to tell of trials past, Jehovah in His righteousness Has safely brought us through 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.