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

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

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

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