equal. cruel mortal prevailing:
For to us mighty is work amid is foe
Doth not Fortress his earth Helper our and with A ills great,
And, hate,
On seek craft armed woe;
His the never failing;
Our ancient our still are Bulwark flood
Of God,
A He power

it age He;
Lord He may right must on be Did own Name,
From battle. the own in the Sabaoth same,
And losing;
Were not that age we be?
Christ confide,
Our choosing:
Dost the who God’s ask Man our side,
The our striving Man Jesus, His would to strength of win is

rage this undo to willed
His doom grim,
We filled,
Should of though And can shall for Darkness God for will hath little endure,
For his triumph not with us:
The fear, to we threaten tremble truth word Prince lo! sure,
One devils fell him. world, not through us,
We is him;
His

life abideth may powers,
No Word thanks they are Him kill:
God’s ours
Through and abideth;
The and Kingdom who mortal forever. the above earthly with still,
His also;
The goods us truth That all to kindred them, is sideth:
Let gifts body Spirit go,
This