Verse One:
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.

Verse Two:
Did we in our own strength confide,
Our striving would be lo-sing;
Were not the right Man on our side,
The Man of God's own choo-sing.
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 ba-ttle.

Verse Three:
And though this world with devils filled,
Should threaten to un-do 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.

Verse Four:
That Word above all earthly powers,
No thanks to them abi-deth:
The Spirit and the gifts are ours
Through Him who with us si-deth.
Let goods and kindred go,
This mortal life also;
The body they may kill:
God's truth abideth still;
His Kingdom is for e-ver!

"A MIGHTY FORTRESS" (with chords)

Verse One:
(C)A mighty (G)fort(Em)ress (Am)is (D7)our (G)God,
(Am)A (Em)bul(F)wark (C)ne(Am)ver (Dm)fail(G)-(C)ing;
Our helper (G)He, (Em)a(Am)mid (D7)the (G)flood
(Am)Of (Em)mor(F)tal (C)ills (Am)pre(Dm)vail(G7)-(C)ing.
For still (Am)our (G/B)an(D)cient (G)foe
(Am)Doth (G/B)seek (C)to (F)work (G7)us (Am)woe;
(Em)His (Am)craft (G/B)and po(C)wer (D7)are (G)great,
(F)And, armed (C/E)with (Am)cru(Dm)el (E)hate,
(Am)On (Em)Earth (F)is (G/B)not (A/C#)his (Dm)e(G7)-(C)qual.

Verse Two:
Did (C)we in (G)our (Em)own (Am)strength (D7)con(G)fide,
(Am)Our (Em)striv(C)ing (C)would (Am)be (Dm)lo(G7)-(C)sing;
Were not the (G)right (Em)Man (Am)on (D7)our (G)side,
(Am)The (Em)Man (F)of (C)God's (Am)own (Dm)choo(G7)-(C)sing.
Dost ask (Am)Who (G/B)that (D)may (G)be?
(Am)Christ (G/B)Je(C)sus, (F)it (G7)is (Am)He;
(Em)Lord (Am)Sab(G/B)a(C)oth (D7)His (G)Name,
(F)From age (C/E)to (Am)age (Dm)the (E)same,
(Am)And (Em)He (F)must (G/B)win (A/C#)the (Dm)ba(G7)-(C)ttle.

Verse Three:
(C)And though this (G)world (Em)with (Am)de(D7)vils (G)filled,
(Am)Should (Em)threat(F)en (C)to (Am)un(Dm)-(G7)do (C)us;
We will not (G)fear, (Em)for (Am)God (D7)hath (G)willed
(Am)His (Em)truth (F)to (C)tri(Am)umph (Dm)thr(G7)ough (C)us.
The prince (Am)of (G/B)dark(D)ness (G)grim
(Am)We (G/B)trem(C)ble (F)not (G7)for (Am)him;
(Em)His (Am)rage (G/B)we (C)can (D7)en(G)dure,
(F)For lo! (C/E)His (Am)doom (Dm)is (E)sure,
(Am)One (Em)lit(F)tle (G/B)Word (A/C#)shall (Dm)fe(G7)ll (C)him.

Verse Four:
(C)That Word a(G)bove (Em)all (Am)earth(D7)ly (G)powers,
(Am)No (Em)thanks (F)to (C)them (Am)a(Dm)bi(G7)-(C)deth:
The Spirit (G)and (Em)the (Am)gifts (D7)are (G)ours
(Am)Through (Em)Him (F)who (C)with (Am)us (Dm)si(G7)-(C)deth.
Let goods (Am)and (G/B)kin(D)dred (G)go,
(Am)This (G/B)mor(C)tal (F)life (G7)al(Am)so;
(Em)The (Am)bo(G/B)dy (C)they (D7)may (G)kill:
(F)God's truth (C/E)a(Am)bid(Dm)eth (E)still;
(Am)His (Em)King(F)dom (G/B)is (A/C#)for (Dm)e(G7)-(C)ver!