A MIGHTY FORTRESS IS OUR GOD
Written by Nathan Drake, Martin Luther
A Mighty Fortress Is Our God Chords
from "Hymns of the Father"
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Intro x2/Interludes: C C/F
C
A mighty fortress is our God,
C/F C
A bulwark never failing;
Our helper He, amid the flood
C/F C
Of mortal ills prevailing;
Am (Dsus2 G)
For still our ancient foe
C F Am
doth seek to work us woe;
Am G
His craft and power are great,
Am Dm Em
and armed with cruel hate,
Am C F G C
On earth is not his equal.
C (F G C)
And though this world, with devils filled,
G C
Should threaten to undo us,
C (F G C)
We will not fear, for God hath willed
G C
His truth to triumph through us:
Am D G
The Prince of Darkness grim,
C F Am
we tremble not for him;
Am D G
His rage we can endure,
Am Dm Em
for lo, his doom is sure,
Am C F G C
One little word shall fell him.
C (F G C)
That word above all earthly powers,
G C
No thanks to them abideth;
C (F G C)
The Spirit and the gifts are ours,
G C
Through him who with us sideth.
Am D G
Let goods and kindred go,
C F Am
This mortal life also:
Am D G
The body they may kill:
Am Dm Em
God's truth abideth still,
Am C F G C
His kingdom is forever.
Available worship resources for A Mighty Fortress include: chord chart, multitrack, backing track, lyric video, and streaming. This hymn was written by Martin Luther, 1529. Modern arrangement and recording by Nathan Drake, Reawaken Hymns. CCLI# 7197408
ACOUSTIC
A Mighty Fortress Is Our God Chords (Acoustic)
(Capo 6)
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G
A mighty fortress is our God,
A bulwark never failing;
G
Our helper He, amid the flood
Of mortal ills prevailing;
Em A D
For still our ancient foe
G C Em
doth seek to work us woe;
Em A D
His craft and power are great,
Em Am Bm
and, armed with cruel hate,
Em G C D G
On earth is not his equal.
G
Did we in our own strength confide,
Our striving would be losing
G D C G
Were not the right Man on our side,
The Man of God’s own choosing:
Em A D
Dost ask who that may be?
G C Em
Christ Jesus, it is He;
Em A D
Lord Sabaoth His name,
Em Am Bm
from age to age the same,
Em G C D G
And He must win the battle.
G
And though this world, with devils filled,
Should threaten to undo us,
G D C G
We will not fear, for God hath willed
His truth to triumph through us:
Em A D
The Prince of Darkness grim,
G C Em
we tremble not for him;
Em A D
His rage we can endure,
Em Am Bm
for lo, his doom is sure,
Em G C D G
One little word shall fell him.
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