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.
I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in whom I trust. Psalm 91:2
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