Wartburg Hymnal ‎#215

215. A mighty fortress is our God

1 A mighty fortress is our God,
A trusty shield and weapon;
He helps us free from ev'ry need
That has us now o'ertaken.
The old evil foe
Now means deadly woe;
Deep guile and great might
Are his dread arms in fight;
On earth is not his equal.

2 With might of ours can naught be done,
Soon were our loss effected;
But for us fights the Valiant One,
Whom God Himself elected.
Ask ye, Who this is?
Jesus Christ it is,
The Lord Sabaoth,
And there's none other God,--
He holds the field forever.

3 Though devils all the world should fill,
All eager to devour us,
We tremble not, we fear no ill,
They shall not overpow'r us.
This world's prince may still
Scowl fierce as he will,
He can harm us none;
He's judged; the deed is done;
One little word shall fell him.

4 That word they still shall let remain,
And not a thank have for it;
He's by our side upon the plain
With His good gifts and Spirit.
And take they our life,
Goods, fame, child and wife;
Let these all be gone,
They yet have nothing won;
The kingdom ours remaineth.

Text Information

• First Line: A mighty fortress is our God
• Author: M. Luther
• Publication Date: 1918
• Topic: Reformation, Church, Missions
• Notes: Tune: EIN FESTE BURG

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