A Mighty Fortress is Our God
by Martin Luther (1483-1546)
"translated into modern english"
by Cathy Miller
An enormous security system is our God,
A bunker that does not cave in;
Our comrade in the middle of the gushing
of Fatal injuries zapping our strength
For still our Ageless enemy
Will search to find a heartbreak
His foxiness and prestige are impressive
while, outfitted with bloodthirsty scorn,
On earth is not The Lords competitor!
When we have confidence in our own abilities,
Our warfare would be defeated.
If the General was not on our side,
The man whom God hand picked!
Just who is that you ask?
Christ, Jesus, He is the man!
Lord of Heaven, he is called,
He never changes thru all generations.
It is predestined he will win the assault!
Despite the world is full of fiends,
That make threats to defeat us.
We are not afraid, for is is the will of God
For Jesus to gain victory with our lives.
The prince of the ironfisted occult
We will not shake or waver because of him
His anger won't wash us away,
Because Hey! he is bound for death:
One small word will flatten him.
That word sits on top of worldly controls
Because of greed they surrender;
The Holy Spirit and the gifts are ours
Through Christ who stands on our side!
Say good-bye to my wealth and family,
Take my life as well
My flesh by wicked men will die
But, God's Son Jesus remains behind:
His kingdom is here, established for ever.
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