A Little Flock
Verse 1
A little flock, so calls he thee; Who bought thee with his blood; A little flock disowned of men, But owned and loved of God.
Verse 2
A little flock, so calls he thee; Church of the Firstborn, hear! Be not ashamed to own the name; It is no name of fear.
Verse 3
Not many rich or noble called, Not many great or wise; Those whom God makes his kings and priests Are poor in human eyes.
Verse 4
But the Chief Shepherd comes at length; Her feeble days are o' er. With glory crowned, and sceptre' s strength, She reigns forevermore.
