"Fear Not, O Little Flock, the Foe"
	J. M. Altenberg, d. 1640; C. Winkworth, tr., 1855, a.
	Text from: EVANGELICAL LUTHERAN HYMN-BOOK
	(St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1912), p. 280.
	
	
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	8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6
	
	FEAR not, O little flock, the Foe
	Who madly seeks your overthrow;
	Dread not his rage and power:
	What though your courage sometimes faints,
	His seeming triumph o'er God's saints
	Lasts but a little hour.
	
	2.  Be of good cheer; your cause belongs
	To Him who can avenge your wrongs;
	Leave it to Him, our Lord,
	Though hidden yet from mortal eyes,
	His Gideon shall for you arise,
	Uphold you and His Word.
	
	3.  As true as God's own Word is true,
	Nor earth nor hell with all their crew
	Against us shall prevail.
	A jest and byword they are grown;
	God is with us; we are His own;
	Our victory cannot fail.
	
	4.  Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our prayer!
	Great Captain, now Thine arm make bare,
	Fight for us once again!
	So shall Thy saints and martyrs raise
	A mighty chorus to Thy praise,
	World without end:  Amen!
	
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