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How happy are the little flock Who safe

How happy are the little flock,
Who, safe beneath
their guardian Rock,
In all commotions rest!
When warís and tumultís
waves run high,
Removed above the storm they lie,
|: They lodge in Jesusí breast. :|

Such happiness, O Lord, have we,
By mercy gathered into Thee,
Before the floods descend:
And while the bursting
clouds come down,
We mark the vengeful day begun,
|: And calmly wait the end. :|

The plague, and dearth,
and din of war,
Our Saviorís swift approach declare,
And bid our hearts arise;
Earthís basis shook
confirms our hope;
Its citiesí fall but lifts us up,
|: To meet Thee in the skies. :|

Thy tokens we with joy confess:
The war proclaims
the Prince of Peace,
The earthquake speaks Thy power,
The famine all Thy fullness brings,
The plague presents Thy healing wings,
|: And natureís final hour. :|

Whatever ills the world befall,
A pledge of endless good we call,
A sign of Jesus near;
His chariot will not long delay,
We hear the rumbling wheels,
and pray,
|: Triumphant Lord, appear! :|

Appear with clouds on Zionís hill,
Thy word and mystery to fulfill,
Thy confessors to approve,
Thy members on Thy throne to place,
And stamp Thy name on every face,
|: In glorious, heavenly love! :|

marker 99
Meter: 8 8 6 8 8 6 extended
      Dates: 1756
      Bible Refs: Mt 24:7-8;
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1889# 62
      Name: AMERICUS
      Meter: 8 8 6 8 8 6 6

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