A
G
mighty
D
fortress
C
is our
G
God, A
Em
bulwark
G
never
C
fai
D
lin
G
g;
Our
G
helper
D
He, a
C
mid the
G
flood Of
Em
mortal
G
ills pre
C
v
D
ai
G
ling;
For
Em
still our
Asus
anci
A
ent
D
foe doth
G
seek to
C
work us
Em
woe;
His
Em
craft and
Asus
power
A
are
D
great, and,
Em
armed with
Am
cruel
B
hate, On
Em
earth is
G
not his
C
eq
D
ua
G
l.
Did
G
we in our
D
own
C
strength con
G
fide, Our
Em
striving
G
would be
C
lo
D
si
G
ng
Were
G
not the
D
right Man
C
on our
G
side, The
Em
Man of
G
God’s own
C
ch
D
oo
G
sing:
Dost
Em
ask who
Asus
that
A
may
D
be? Christ
G
Jesus,
C
it is
Em
He;
Lord
Em
Sabb
Asus
aoth,
A
His
D
name, from
Em
age to
Am
age the
B
same, And
Em
He must
G
win the
C
b
D
at
G
tle.
And
G
though this
D
world, with
C
devils
G
filled, Should
Em
threaten
G
to u
C
nd
D
o
G
us,
We
G
will not
D
fear, for
C
God hath
G
willed His
Em
truth to
G
triumph
C
thr
D
ough
G
us:
The
Em
Prince of
Asus
Dark
A
ness
D
grim, we
G
tremble
C
not for
Em
him;
His
Em
rage we
Asus
can
A
en
D
dure, for
Em
lo, his
Am
doom is
B
sure, One
Em
little
G
word shall
C
fe
D
ll
G
him.
That
G
word a
D
bove all
C
earthly
G
powers, No
Em
thanks to
G
them,
C
ab
D
id
G
eth;
The
G
Spirit
D
and the
C
gifts are
G
ours Through
Em
Him Who
G
with us
C
s
D
id
G
eth;
Let
Em
goods and
Asus
kind
A
red
D
go, this
G
mortal
C
life al
Em
so;
The
Em
body
Asus
they
A
may
D
kill: God’s
Em
truth a
Am
bideth
B
still, His
Em
kingdom
G
is fo
C
re
D
ve
G
r