1. Be not dismayed, thou little flock,
Although the foe’s fierce battle-shock,
Loud on all sides, assail thee.
Though o’er thy fall they laugh secure,
Their triumph cannot long endure:
Let not thy courage fail thee.

2. Thy cause is God’s: go at His call,
And to His hand commit thine all.
Fear thou no ill impending.
Salvation shall arise for thee,
Acquit thyself now manfully,
God is for thee contending.

3. Our hope is sure in Jesus’ might;
Against themselves the godless fight,
Themselves, not us, distressing.
Shame and contempt their lot shall be;
God is with us, with Him are we;
To us belongs His blessing.

4. Amen, Lord Jesus, hear our cry;
Stir up Thy pow’r, come from on high,
Defend Thy congregation;
So shall Thy Church, through endless days,
Give thanks to Thee and chant Thy praise
In joy and adoration.