{title: A Mighty Fortress Is Our God}
{key: C}

{title: A Mighty Fortress Is Our God}
{key: C}
{time: 4/4}
{tempo: 112}

A [C]mighty [Am]fortress [Dm]is our [G]God,
A [Am]bulwark [F]never [C]fail-[G]ing;
Our [C]helper [Am]He a-[Dm]mid the [G]flood
Of [Am]mortal [F]ills pre-[C]vail-[G7]ing.
For [Am]still our [Em]ancient [Am]foe
Doth [Am]seek to [Em]work us [Am]woe;
His [C]craft and [Am]power are [F]great,
And [C]armed with [Am]cruel [F]hate,
On [Am]earth is [G]not his [C]e-qual.

Did [C]we in [Am]our own [Dm]strength con-[G]fide,
Our [Am]striving [F]would be [C]los-[G]ing;
Were [C]not the [Am]right Man [Dm]on our [G]side,
The [Am]Man of [F]God's own [C]choos-[G7]ing.
Dost [Am]ask who [Em]that may [Am]be?
Christ [Am]Jesus, [Em]it is [Am]He;
Lord [C]Sabaoth [Am]His [F]name,
From [C]age to [Am]age the [F]same,
And [Am]He must [G]win the [C]bat-tle.

And [C]though this [Am]world, with [Dm]devils [G]filled,
Should [Am]threaten [F]to un-[C]do [G]us,
We [C]will not [Am]fear, for [Dm]God hath [G]willed
His [Am]truth to [F]triumph [C]through [G7]us.
The [Am]Prince of [Em]Dark-ness [Am]grim,
We [Am]tremble [Em]not for [Am]him;
His [C]rage we [Am]can en-[F]dure,
For [C]lo, his [Am]doom is [F]sure;
One [Am]little [G]word shall [C]fell him.

That [C]word a-[Am]bove all [Dm]earthly [G]powers,
No [Am]thanks to [F]them, a-[C]bid-[G]eth;
The [C]Spirit [Am]and the [Dm]gifts are [G]ours
Through [Am]Him who [F]with us [C]sid-[G7]eth.
Let [Am]goods and [Em]kindred [Am]go,
This [Am]mortal [Em]life al-[Am]so;
The [C]body [Am]they may [F]kill:
God's [C]truth a-[Am]bideth [F]still;
His [Am]kingdom [G]is for-[C]ev-er.