3. A Mighty Fortress Is Our God,

1 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 pow'r are great,
And, armed with cruel hate
On earth is not his equal.

2 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.

3 And tho' this world, with devils filled,
Should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God hath willed
His truth to triumph thro' 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.

4 That word above all earthly pow'rs,
No thanks to them abideth;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours,
Thro' Him who with us sideth.
Let goods and kindred go,
This mortal life also;
The body they may kill;
God's truth abideth still.
His kingdom is forever.

Text Information
First Line: A mighty fortress is our God,
Title: A Mighty Fortress Is Our God,
Translator: Frederick H. Hedge
Author: Martin Luther
Language: English
Publication Date: 1978
Topic: Assurance
Tune Information
Name: [A mighty fortress is our God]
Composer: Martin Luther
Key: D Major



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