687 A mighty fortress is our God

The Hymnal 1982 687

A mighty fortress is our God

Tune
ein feste burg
Author(s)
Martin Luther, 1483-1546; Frederic Henry Hedge, 1805-1890
Composer(s)
Martin Luther, 1483-1546; Hans Leo Hassler, 1564-1612
Meter
8.7.8.7.6.6.6.6.7

1 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 power are great, and, armed with cruel hate, on earth is not his equal.

2 Did we in our strength confide, our striving would be losing; were not the right man on our side, the man of God's own choosing: dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is he; Lord Sabbaoth, his Name, from age to age the same, and he must win the battle.

3 And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us, we will not fear, for God hath 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, one little word shall fell him.

4 That word above all earthly powers, no thanks to them, abideth; the Spirit and the gifts are ours through him who with us sideth: let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also; the body they may kill: God's truth abideth still, his kingdom is forever.

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