Fear not, little flock, from the cross to the throne

		

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11.10.9.11.Ref. 1 Fear not, little flock, from the cross to the throne, From death into life He went for His own; All power in earth, all power above, Is given to Him for the flock of His love. Only believe, only believe; All things are possible, only believe, Only believe, only believe; All things are possible, only believe. 2 Fear not, little flock, He goeth ahead, Your Shepherd selecteth the path you must tread; The waters of Marah He’ll sweeten for thee, He drank all the bitter in Gethsemane. 3 Fear not, little flock, whatever your lot, He enters all rooms, “the doors being shut,” He never forsakes; He never is gone, So count on His presence in darkness and dawn. Paul Rader