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. Fear not, be strong! your cause belongs To Him Who can avenge your wrongs; Leave all to Him, your Lord; Though hidden yet from mortal eyes, Salvation shall for you arise; He girdeth on His sword! As true as God???s own promise stands, Not earth nor hell with all their bands Against us shall prevail; The Lord shall mock them from His throne; God is with us; we are His own; Our victory cannot fail! Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our prayer! Great Captain, now thine arm make bare; Thy church with strength defend; So shall thy saints and martyrs raise A joyful chorus to Thy praise, Through ages without end.