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| − | A mighty stronghold is our God
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| − | A sure defence and weapon
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| − | He'll help us out of every need
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| − | Whatever now may happen
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| − | The ancient evil fiend
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| − | Has deadly ill in mind
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| − | Great power and craft are his
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| − | His armour gruesome is
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| − | On earth is not his equal
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| − | With our own strength is nothing done
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| − | Soon we are lost, dejected
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| − | But for us fights the rightful Man
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| − | Whom God himself elected
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| − | You ask, "Who may this be?"
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| − | Christ Jesus is he
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| − | The Lord Sabaoth's Son
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| − | Our God, and he alone
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| − | Shall hold the field victorious
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| − | And though the world were full of fiends
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| − | All lurking to devour us
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| − | We tremble not nor fear their bands
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| − | They shall not overpower us
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| − | The prince of this world's ill
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| − | May scowl upon us still
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| − | He cannot do us harm
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| − | To judgement he has come
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| − | One word can swiftly fell him
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| − | The Word they must allow to stand
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| − | For this they win no merit
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| − | Upon the field, so near at hand
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| − | He gives to us his Spirit
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| − | And though they take our life
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| − | Goods, honour, child and wife
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| − | Though we must let all go
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| − | They will not profit so
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| − | To us remains the Kingdom
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| − | {{returnto}} [[A mighty fortress is our God]]
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