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

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

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

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