85 Be not dismayed, thou little flock

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 thy all; Fear thou no ill impending: His Gideon shall arise for thee, God's word and people manfully In God's own time defending. 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.