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1 Thou little flock, be not afraid,
Though foes against thee stand arrayed,
And ready to destroy thee,
Although thy ruin they prepare,
And fill thee oft with anxious care:
They shall not long annoy thee.
2 Thy cause is God's; this comfort thee,
And His, not thine, the vengeance be:
Let Him perform His pleasure;
The needful help thou shalt obtain,
Thee and His word He will sustain,
Through Christ, His own dear Treasure.
3 As God is God, and true his word,
Fierce Satan and his hellish herd,
The world and all their powers,
shall reap but shame beneath His rod:
God is with us, and we with God:
The vict'ry must be ours.
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First Line: | Thou little flock, be not afraid |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1880 |
Topic: | The Catechism: The Church |
Notes: | Author from Index: Attenberg— M. Loy; Hymn from the German Text: Verzage nicht, O Haeuflein klein |