A mighty fortress is our God A stronghold never failing Our helper He amid the flood Of mortal ills prevailing 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 equal If we in our own strength confide Our striving would be losing Unless God's man is on our side The man of God's own choosing 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 battle 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 abiding The Spirit and the gifts are ours Through Jesus with us siding Let goods and kindred go This mortal life also The body they may kill God's truth is with us still His kingdom is forever