Songbook 1928

Song 9: A Mighty Fortress is Our God

[in the upper left corner] EIN' FESTE BURG
[in the upper right corner] M. Luther [1]



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A mighty fortress is our God,
A bulwark never failing;
Our helper he amid the flood
The little flock assailing.
For still our ancient foe
Doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and pow'r are great,
And armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.


Did we in our own strength confide,
Our striving would be losing,
Were not the right One on our side,
The One of God's own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?
Christ Jesus, it is he!
"The mighty God" his name,
From age to age the same;
And he must win the battle.


And though this world with evils filled,
Should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God hath willed
His cause to triumph for us.
Let goods and kindred go;
This mortal life also;
The body they may kill,
God's truth abideth still;
His kingdom is forever.

  1. [Note by an Editor of this article]
    Martin Luther (1483-1546). Apparently not a member/sympathizer of the Watchtower Society. Based on the English translation by Frederic Henry Hedge (1805-1890).