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A Safe Stronghold Our God Is Still


    • A safe stronghold our God is still, 
    • A trusty shield and weapon; 
    • He'll help us clear from all the ill 
    • That hath us now o'ertaken. 
    • The ancient prince of hell 
    • Hath risen with purpose fell; 
    • Strong mail of craft and power 
    • He weareth in this hour; 
    • On earth is not His fellow. 

    • With force of arms we nothing can, 
    • Full soon were we down-ridden; 
    • But for us fights the proper Man, 
    • Whom God Himself hath bidden. 
    • Ask ye: Who is this same? 
    • Christ Jesus is His name, 
    • The Lord Sabaoth's Son; 
    • He, and no other one, 
    • Shall conquer in the battle. 

    • And were this world all devils o'er, 
    • And watching to devour us, 
    • We lay it not to heart so sore; 
    • Not they can overpower us. 
    • And let the prince of ill 
    • Look grim as e'er he will, 
    • He harms us not a whit; 
    • For why? his doom is writ; 
    • A word shall quickly slay him. 

    • God's word, for all their craft and force, 
    • One moment will not linger, 
    • But, spite of hell, shall have its course; 
    • 'This written by His finger. 
    • And though they take our life, 
    • Goods, honour, children, wife, 
    • Yet is their profit small: 
    • These things shall vanish all; 
    • The city of God remaineth. ......

  • Album: English Hymns, Artist: Martin Luther, Language: English, Viewed: 902 times