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A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing
Our helper He amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing
For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe
His craft and power are great but armed with cruel hate
On earth is not his equal
Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing.
Were not the right Man on our side, the Man of God’s own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He!
Lord Sabaoth is His name, from age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.
And though this world with devils filled should threaten to undo us.
We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us.
The prince of darkness grim – we tremble not for him,
His rage we can endure, for Lo! his doom is sure,
One little word shall fell him.
That word above all earthly powers – no thanks to them abides.
The Spirit and the gifts are ours through Him who with us sides.
Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also,
The body they may kill; God’s truth abides still,
His kingdom is forever.