| Song | A Safe Stronghold Our God Is Still |
| Content Description | “A Safe Stronghold Our God Is Still” is a powerful Christian hymn rooted in the rich tradition of Reformation-era worship, often recognized as a translation of Martin Luther’s famous hymn “A Mighty Fortress Is Our God.” Centered on themes of divine protection, strength, and unwavering faith, the song reminds believers that God is their ultimate refuge in times of trouble. The “A Safe Stronghold Our God Is Still lyrics” emphasize confidence in God’s sovereignty and victory over adversity. This timeless hymn continues to inspire worshippers to trust in God’s enduring power and faithful presence. |
| Album | Christian Hymnal – Series 2 |
| Genre | Praise & Worship |
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| Publisher / Copyrights | John Wesley’s Collection of Hymns |
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| Tags | classic hymn, Reformation hymn, worship, strength, refuge |
| Theme(s) | God as Refuge, Strength, Protection, Faith, Victory |
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A Safe Stronghold Our God Is Still,
A Trusty Shield And Weapon;
He’ll Help Us Clear From All The Ill
That Hath Us Now Overtaken.
The Ancient Prince Of Hell
Hath Risen With Purpose Fell;
Strong Mail Of Craft And Power
He Weareth In This Hour,
On Earth Is Not His Fellow.
With Force Of Arms We Nothing Can,
Full Soon Were We Down-Ridden;
But For Us Fights The Proper Man,
Whom God Himself Hath Bidden.
Ask Ye, Who Is This Same?
Christ Jesus Is His Name,
The Lord Sabaoth’s Son;
He, And No Other One,
Shall Conquer In The Battle.
And Were This World All Devils Over,
And Watching To Devour Us,
We Lay It Not To Heart So Sore;
Not They Can Overpower Us.
And Let The Prince Of Ill
Look Grim As Ever He Will,
He Harms Us Not A Whit:
For Why? His Doom Is Writ;
A Word Shall Quickly Slay Him.
God’s Word, For All Their Craft And Force,
One Moment Will Not Linger,
But, Spite Of Hell, Shall Have Its Course;
‘Tis Written By His Finger.
And Though They Take Our Life,
Goods, Honour, Children, Wife,
Yet Is Their Profit Small;
These Things Shall Vanish All,
The City Of God Remaineth.



