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A Mighty Fortress Is Our God

Key - C
Tempo - 105 | Time - 4/4

Intro

Verse 1

A mighty

Gsus

for

tress

our

God,

bul

wark

ver

fail

ing;

Our helper

Gsus

He,

mid

the

flood

mor

tal

ills

pre

vail

ing:

For

still our

ancient

foe doth

G/B

seek to

work us

woe;

His

craft and

power are

great, and,

armed with cruel

hate,

earth is

not his

qual.

Verse 2

Did we in

Gsus

our own

strength con

fide,

our

G/Em

striving

F/Am

would be

los

ing;

Were not the

Gsus

right Man

on our

side,

the

G/Em

Man of

F/Am

God's own

choos

ing:

Dost

ask who

that may

be? Christ

G/B

Jesus,

it is

He;

Lord

Saba

oth, His

Name, from

age to age the

same,

And

He must

win the

bat

tle.

Verse 3

And though this

Gsus

world, with

devils

filled,

should

G/Em

threaten

F/Am

to un

us,

We will not

Gsus

fear, for

God hath

willed

His

G/Em

truth to

F/Am

triumph

through

us:

The

Prince of

Darkness

grim, we

G/B

tremble

not for

him;

His

rage we

can en

dure, for

lo, his doom is

sure,

One

little

word shall

fell

him.

Verse 4

That word

Gsus

above all

earthly

powers,

G/Em

thanks to

F/Am

them, a

bid

eth;

The Spirit

Gsus

and the

gifts are

ours

through

G/Em

Him Who

F/Am

with us

sid

eth:

Let

goods and

kindred

go, this

G/B

mortal

life al

so;

The

body

they may

kill: God's

truth abideth

still,

His

kingdom

is for

er.

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{c: Verse 1}
[C] A mighty [Gsus]for[Em]tress [Am]is [D]our [G]God, [Am] a [Em]bul[F]wark [C]ne[Am]ver [F]fail[G]-[C]ing;
[C] Our helper [Gsus]He, [Em]a[Am]mid [D]the [G]flood [Am] of [Em]mor[F]tal [C]ills [Am]pre[F]vail[G]-[C]ing:
For [Am]still our [D]ancient [G]foe doth [G/B]seek to [F]work us [Am]woe;
His [Am]craft and [D]power are [G]great, and, [F]armed with cruel [E]hate,
[Am] On [Em]earth is [F]not his [G]e-[C]qual.

{c: Verse 2}
[C] Did we in [Gsus]our own [Am]strength con[G]fide, [Am] our [G/Em]striving [F/Am]would be [G]los[C]ing;
[C] Were not the [Gsus]right Man [Am]on our [G]side, [Am] the [G/Em]Man of [F/Am]God's own [G]choos[C]ing:
Dost [Am]ask who [D]that may [G]be? Christ [G/B]Jesus, [F]it is [Am]He;
Lord [Am]Saba[D]oth, His [G]Name, from [F]age to age the [E]same,
[Am] And [Em]He must [F]win the [G]bat[C]tle.

{c: Verse 3}
[C] And though this [Gsus]world, with [Am]devils [G]filled, [Am] should [G/Em]threaten [F/Am]to un[G]do [C]us,
[C] We will not [Gsus]fear, for [Am]God hath [G]willed [Am] His [G/Em]truth to [F/Am]triumph [G]through [C]us:
The [Am]Prince of [D]Darkness [G]grim, we [G/B]tremble [F]not for [Am]him;
His [Am]rage we [D]can en[G]dure, for [F]lo, his doom is [E]sure,
[Am] One [Em]little [F]word shall [G]fell [C]him.

{c: Verse 4}
[C] That word [Gsus]above all [Am]earthly [G]powers, [Am] no [G/Em]thanks to [F/Am]them, a[G]bid[C]eth;
[C] The Spirit [Gsus]and the [Am]gifts are [G]ours [Am] through [G/Em]Him Who [F/Am]with us [G]sid[C]eth:
Let [Am]goods and [D]kindred [G]go, this [G/B]mortal [F]life al[Am]so;
The [Am]body [D]they may [G]kill: God's [F]truth abideth [E]still,
[Am] His [Em]kingdom [F]is for[G]ev[C]er.

A mighty fortress is our God,  a bulwark never fail-ing;
 Our helper He, amid the flood  of mortal ills prevail-ing:
For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and power are great, and, armed with cruel hate,
 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, His Name, from age to age the same,
 And He must win the battle.

 And though 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.

"A Mighty Fortress Is Our God"
Words and Music by Martin Luther.
Public Domain
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