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Rejoice Today with One Accord

Author: Henry W. Baker Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5858 Meter: 8.7.8.7.6.6.6.6.7 Lyrics: 1. Rejoice today with one accord, Sing out with exultation; Rejoice and praise our mighty Lord, Whose arm hath brought salvation; His works of love proclaim The greatness of His name; For He is God alone Who hath His mercy shown; Let all His saints adore Him! 2. When in distress to Him we cried, He heard our sad complaining; O trust in Him, whate’er betide, His love is all sustaining; Triumphant songs of praise To Him our hearts shall raise; Now every voice shall say, O praise our God alway; Let all His saints adore Him! 3. Rejoice today with one accord, Sing out with exultation; Rejoice and praise our mighty Lord, Whose arm hath brought salvation; His works of love proclaim The greatness of His name; For He is God alone Who hath His mercy shown; Let all His saints adore Him! Languages: English Tune Title: EIN FESTE BURG

A Safe Stronghold Our God Is Still

Author: Martin Luther; Thomas Carlyle Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5875 Meter: 8.7.8.7.6.6.6.6.7 Lyrics: 1. A safe stronghold our God is still, A trusty shield and weapon; He’ll help us clear from all the ill That hath us now o’ertaken. The ancient prince of hell Hath risen with purpose fell; Strong mail of craft and power He weareth in this hour; On earth is not his fellow. 2. With force of arms we nothing can, Full soon were we down-ridden; But for us fights the proper Man, Whom God Himself hath bidden. Ask ye, who is this same? Christ Jesus is His name, The Lord Sabaoth’s Son; He, and no other one, Shall conquer in the battle. 3. And were this world all devils o’er, And watching to devour us, We lay it not to heart so sore; Not they can overpower us. And let the prince of ill Look grim as e’er he will, He harms us not a whit; For why? — his doom is writ; A word shall quickly slay him. 4. God’s Word, for all their craft and force, One moment will not linger, But, spite of hell, shall have its course; ’Tis written by His finger. And though they take our life, Goods, honor, children, wife, Yet is their profit small; These things shall vanish all: The City of God remaineth! Languages: English Tune Title: EIN' FESTE BURG

We Bless the Triune God of Might

Author: Neil Barham Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7141 Meter: 8.7.8.7.6.6.6.6.7 Lyrics: 1. We bless the Triune God of Might, Our Sovereign and our Savior, Who puts our enemies to flight, And guards us with His favor! Our song goes up to Him, Above the seraphim, Where awestruck angels gaze At Him, Ancient of Days, On high He reigns, exalted. 2. Majestic Father, ever supreme, Alone in light and glory, At Your command the heavens gleam And sing creation’s story. The wind and waves obey When Your Word bids them stay; All nature shows Your face Revealed in every place, To every heart and mind of man. 3. Jesus, the Christ, Anointed One, Firstborn of all creation, In human flesh, yet God the Son, The Captain of Salvation! My Righteousness You are! ’Tis written in the scars That beautify Your face, Proclaiming holy grace. In You all truth and love abide. 4. Great Spirit of the living Lord, Our Comforter and faithful Guide— You bring to us God’s out-breathed Word, Suffusing it with increate light. Convict us of our sin! Renew our hearts within! Restore salvation’s joy! Our hearts and minds employ In lives that flame with God-endued fire! 5. Robed in pure light that knew no dawn, Three Persons, yet One Essence, Avenging sin with righteous sword drawn, Yet mercy fills Your presence! Your wrath is great, and just; But in Your grace we trust! Your lovingkindness sure Will hold our souls secure, ’Til we behold Your face at last! Languages: English Tune Title: EIN FESTE BURG

Ein Feste Burg Ist Unser Gott

Author: Martin Luther Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13495 Meter: 8.7.8.7.6.6.6.6.7 First Line: Ein’ feste Burg ist unser Gott Lyrics: 1 Ein’ feste Burg ist unser Gott, Ein gute Wehr und Waffen; Er hilft uns frei aus aller Not, Die uns jetzt hat betroffen. Der alt’ böse Feind, Mit Ernst er’s jetzt meint, Gross’ Macht und viel List Sein’ grausam’ Ruestung ist, Auf Erd’ ist nicht seingleichen. 2 Mit unsrer Macht ist nichts getan, Wir sind gar bald verloren; Es steit’t für uns der rechte Mann, Den Gott hat selbst erkoren. Fragst du, wer der ist? Er heisst Jesu Christ, Der Herr Zebaoth, Und ist kein andrer Gott, Das Feld muss er behalten. 3 Und wenn die Welt voll Teufel wär’ Und wollt’ uns gar verschlingen, So fürchten wir uns nicht so sehr, Es soll uns doch gelingen. Der Fürst dieser Welt, Wie sau’r er sich stellt, Tut er uns doch nicht, Das macht, er ist gericht’t, Ein Wörtlein kann ihn fällen. 4 Das Wort sie sollen lassen stahn Und kein’n Dank dazu haben; Er ist bei uns wohl auf dem Plan Mit seinem Geist und Gaben. Nehmen sie den Leib, Gut, Ehr’, Kind und Weib: Lass fahren dahin, Sie haben’s kein’n Gewinn, Das Reich muss uns doch bleiben. Languages: German Tune Title: EIN' FESTE BURG

C'est Un Rempart Que Notre Dieu

Author: Martin Luther; A. Henri Lutteroth Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13929 Meter: 8.7.8.7.6.6.6.6.7 Lyrics: 1 C’est un rempart que notre Dieu, Une invincible armure, Un défenseur victorieux, Une aide prompte et sûre. L’ennemi, contre nous, Redouble de courroux: Vaine colère! Que pourrait l’adversaire? L’Eternel détourne ses coups. 2 Seuls, nous bronchons à chaque pas Quand l’Ennemi nous presse. Mais un héros pour nous combat Et nous soutient sans cesse. Quel est ce défenseur? C’est toi, divin Sauveur, Dieu des armées! Tes tribus opprimées Connaissent leur libérateur. 3 Que les démons, forgeant des fers, Menacent ton Eglise, Ta Sion brave les enfers, Sur le rocher assise. Constant dans son effort, En vain, avec la mort, Satan conspire. Pour briser son empire, Il suffit d’un mot du Dieu fort. 4 Dis-le, ce mot victorieux Dans toutes nos détresses, Et donne-nous, du haut des cieux, Ta force et ta sagesse. Qu’on nous ôte nos biens, Qu’on serre nos liens, Que nous importe! Ta grâce est la plus forte, Et ton royaume est pour les tiens. Languages: French Tune Title: EIN' FESTE BURG

Castelo Forte

Author: Martin Luther; J. Eduardo von Hafe Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15148 Meter: 8.7.8.7.6.6.6.6.7 First Line: Castelo forte é nosso Deus Lyrics: 1 Castelo forte é nosso Deus. Espada e bom escudo, Com seu poder defende os seus Em todo transe agudo. Com fúria pertinaz Persegue Satanás, Com artimanhas tais E astúcias tão cruéis, Que iguais não há na terra. 2 A nossa força nada faz, Estamos, sim, perdidos; Mas nosso Deus socorro traz E somos protegidos. Defende-nos Jesus, O que venceu na cruz, Senhor dos altos céus; E, sendo o próprio Deus, Triunfa na battalha. 3 Se nos quisessem devorar Demônios não contados, Não nos podiam assustar, Nem somos derrotados. O grande acusador Dos servos do Senhor Já condenado está; Vencido cairá Por uma só palavra. 4 Sim, que a palavra ficará, Sabemos com certeza, E nada nos assustará Com Cristo por defesa. Se temos de perder Os filhos, bens, mulher, Embora a vida vá, Por nós Jesus está, E dar-nos-á seu reino. Languages: Portuguese Tune Title: 'EIN FESTE BURG

Forte Rocha

Author: Martin Luther; João Finotti; Miguel Oliva Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15164 Meter: 8.7.8.7.6.6.6.6.7 First Line: Forte Rocha é Deus Sempiterno Lyrics: 1 Forte Rocha é Deus Sempiterno; Nossa fé só n’Ele se funda; Seu amor celestial e paterno, Na tribulação nos circunda. Do astuto tentador Nos livra o Criador E nos protege; Nada nós temeremos, Pois o Invencível nós temos. 2 Estará para sempre perdido Quem em si somente confia, Mas será lá do céu socorrido, Crendo em Jesus, nosso Guia. O Filho do bom Deus É Defensor dos Seus, É Rei da glória; D’Ele virtude temos, E vitória alcançaremos. 3 Se as hostes do mal desejassem, Com rancor e fúria, tragar-nos, Antes que sobre nós se lançassem, Deus viria para livrar-nos, É grande Seu poder A nos fará vencer Em todo o tempo; Ao mandado do Eterno, Fugirá o rei do inferno. 4 A Palavra que nos dá a vida Deve ser por nós exaltada; Ela é dos fiéis a guarida Que não pode ser abalada. O mal virá tentar A fim de despojar Os resgatados, Mas teremos vitória, Pois é nosso o reino e a glória. Languages: Portuguese Tune Title: EIN' FESTE BURG