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1. 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 power are great,

and, armed with cruel hate,

on earth is not his equal.

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2. Did we in our own strength confide,

our striving would be losing;

but lo, a Man is on our side;

He came of His own choosing.

Dost ask who that may be?

Christ Jesus it is He; 

the Lord of Hosts His name,

from age to age the same, 

and He must win the battle.

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