Acapeldridge - A Mighty Fortress - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Acapeldridge - A Mighty Fortress lyrics

Artist: Acapeldridge

album: Whatever Is Just

A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing;
Our helper He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing:
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 loosing
Were not the right man on our side, that 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;
Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also;
The body they may kill: God's truth abideth still,
His kingdom is forever.

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