A Mighty Fortess

A mighty fortress is our God
A bulwark never failing
Our helper He amid the flood
Of mortal ills prevailing
Though still our ancient foe
Doth seek to work us woe
His craft and power are great
And 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
You ask who that may be?
Christ Jesus, it is He
The Lord of hosts 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 has willed
His truth to triumph through us
The Prince of Darkness grim
We tremble not at him
His rage we can endure
We know his doom is sure
One little word will 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
Goods and kin can go
This mortal life also
This mortal body they may kill
God's truth is living still

His kingdom is forever and ever
Amen