(Key of D)

(Martin Luther, Translated by Frederick H. Hedge)

D        F#m      Bm  E   A      F#m  G    D     Bm   A  D
A mighty fortress is  our God, a bul- wark never fail-  ing.
D          F#m  Bm  E   A          F#m  G   D       Bm   A  D
Our helper He, amid the flood   of mor- tal ills prevail- ing.
D         Bm  A   E   A    D     A/C#  D  G    A\E  Bm
For still our ancient foe  doeth seek  to work us   woe,
F#m Bm    A/C#  D    E7  A      G   Em    F#m  Bm   E  F#
His craft and   powr are great, and armed with cru- el hate,
Bm       G  A7  B   Em  A7  D
On earth is not his e-  qual.

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 is His name, from age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.

And tho' 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.

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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