How Happy Are the Little Flock

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Lyrics from A Collection of Sacred Hymns, for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, 1841

Hymn 298
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1. How happy are the little flock,
Who, safe beneath their guardian rock,
In all commotions rest!
When war's and tumult's waves run high
Unmoved above the storm they lie,
They lodge in Jesus' breast.

2. Such happiness, O Lord, have we,
By mercy gathered into thee,
Before the floods descend:
And while the bursting cloud comes down,
We mark the vengeful day begun,
And calmly wait the end.

3. The plague, and dearth, and din of war,
Our Savior's swift approach declare,
And bid our hearts arise:
Earth's basis shook confirms our hope;
Its cities' fall but lifts us up,
To meet thee in the skies.

4. 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 Nature's final hour.

5. 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!

6. Appear with clouds on Zion's hill,
The 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!