Fear not O little flock, The foe who madly seeks to overthrow Will come crashing down. Dread not his rage and power His seeming triumph over all God's saints Lasts a little hour... True as God's word is true Not earth nor hell and all it's crew Against us shall prevail Our victory just cannot fail... Rise Up! Rise Up! Rise Up! Rise Up! Rise Up! Fear not O little flock, Be sharp! Be strong! Your cause to God belongs Fix your eyes and pray... Stand with the God of peace He'll soon crush Satan Underneath your feet In this your battle day Lord Jesus grant our prayer Great Captain, now Your arm make bare As Your sword sweeps the skies We'll see salvation here arise... Hold on... Hold on... Keep your hand on that plough hold on!