A Mighty Fortress is Our God
A mighty Fortress is our God, a trusty Shield and Weapon.
He helps us free from every need that hath us now o’ertaken.
The old evil Foe now means deadly woe.
Deep guile and great might are his dread arms in fight!
On earth is not his equal!
Though devils all the world should fill, all eager to devour
us,
We tremble not, we fear no ill; they shall not overpower us!
This world’s prince may still scowl fierce as he will,
He can harm us none. He’s judged; the deed is done!
One little word can fell him!
TLH 262, 1,3