Israel, Oh Israel. How you are loved! Countless rise up against you but the Lord puts them down.
Many are those who bark like a dog and hiss like a snake but it is the Lord who shuts their mouth.
Year after year, ruler after ruler, still not one can claim you. For you are the Lord’s. It is He who holds you close and covers you with his strong arm.
Though they try, they will never. You will always be Israel, God’s chosen.
Tiny like a pebble, strong like a rock. From ashes and forsaken to beauty and loved.
Israel, Oh Israel. How you are loved!