H-016A Mighty Fortress

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.

Did we in our own strength confide

our striving would be losing;

were not the right one on our side

the Man of God's own choosing.

Dost ask who that may be?

Christ Jesus, it is He;

Lord Sabaoth His name,

from age to age the same,

and He must win the battle.

And tho' this world with evil filled,

should threaten to undo us;

we will not fear, for God hath willed

His truth to triumph through us.

Let goods and kindred go,

this mortal life also;

the body they may kill:

God's truth abideth still,

His kingdom is forever.