Fear Not, O Little Flock

1. Fear not, O lit- tle flock, the foe Who mad- ly seeks your ov- er- throw; Dread not his rage and pow'r; What though your cou- rage some- times faints, His seem- ing tri- umph o'er God's saints Lasts but one lit- tle hour.

2. Be of good cheer; your cause be- longs To Him who can a- venge your wrongs; Leave it to Him our Lord. Though hid- den yet from all our eyes, He sees the Gid- eon who shall rise; To save us, and His word.

3. As true as God's own word is true, Not earth nor hell with all their crew A- gainst us shall pre- vail. A jest and by\- word are they grown; God is with us, we are His own, Our vic- t'ry can- not fail.

4. A- men, Lord Je- sus, grant our prayer! Great Cap- tain, now Thine arm make bare; Fight for us once a- gain. So shall thy saints and mar- tyrs raise A might- y cho- rus to Thy praise, World with- out end. A- men.