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O little flock, fear not the foe
Who madly seeks your overthrow;
Dread not his rage and pow’r.
And though your courage sometimes faints,
His seeming triumph o’er God’s saints
Lasts but a little hour.
Be of good cheer; your cause belongs
To Him who can avenge your wrongs;
Leave it to Him our Lord.
Though hidden yet from all our eyes,
He sees the Gideon who shall rise;
To save us, and His word.
As true as God’s own word is true,
Not earth nor hell with all their crew
Against us shall prevail.
A jest and by-word are they grown;
God is with us, we are His own,
Our victory cannot fail.
Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our pray'r;
great Captain, now your arm make bare,
fight for us once again;
so shall your saints and martyrs raise
a mighty chorus to your praise,
world without end. Amen.

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First Line:
Fear not, O little flock, the foe
Title:
Fear not, O little flock, the foe
German Title:
Verzage nicht, du Häuflein klein
Author (attributed to):
Michael Altenburg; Jacobus Fabricius
Translator:
Catherine Winkworth (1855)
Meter:
8.8.6.8.6
Language:
English
Copyright:
Public Domain

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Title:
KOMMT HER ZU MIR
Meter:
8.8.7.8.8.7
Copyright:
Public Domain