A Mighty Fortress Is Our God
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; And armed with cruel hate, His craft and power are great. On earth is not his equal. Did we in our own 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 Sabaoth His Name, From age to age the same,...