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A mighty fortress is our God, a stronghold never fai--ling;
Our helper He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevai--ling.
For still our ancient foe conspires to work us woe;
His craft and power are great, and, armed with bitter hate,
On earth is not his e -- qual.
If we in our own strength confide, our striving would be lo - sing,
Unless God's man is on our side, the man of God's own choo-sing.
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 bat--tle.
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 for him;
His rage we can endure, for lo, his doom is sure;
God's word shall overthrow him.
That word above all earthly powers is evermore abid - ing
The Spirit and the gifts are ours through Jesus with us sid - ing
Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also;
The body they may kill: God's truth is with us still;
His kingdom is forev - er.