A Mighty Fortress is Our God

A mighty fortress is our GodA Bulwark never failingOur Helper He amid the floodOf mortal ills prevailingFor still our ancient foeDoth seek to work us woeHis craft and pow'r are greatAnd armed with cruel hateOn earth is not his equalDid we in our own strength confideOur striving would be losingWere not the right Man on our sideThe Man of God's own choosingDost ask who that may beChrist Jesus it is He Lord SabbaothHis name From age to age the sameAnd He must win the battle.And though this world with devils filledShould threaten to undo usWe will not fear for God hath willedHis truth to triumph through usThe Prince of Darkness grimWe tremble not for himHis rage we can endureFor lo his doom is sureOne little word shall fell himThat Word above all earthly pow'rNo thanks to them abideth 
The Spirit and the gifts are oursThrough Him who with us sidethLet goods and kindred goThis mortal life alsoThe body they may killGod's truth abideth stillHis kingdom is foreverFrederick Henry Hedge, Martin Luther, Tommy Walker; Words: Public Domain; CCLI #4580240