And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us;
We will not fear, for God hath willed
His truth to triumph through us;
The prince of darkness grim, we tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure,
For lo! his doom is sure,
One little word shall fell him.
That word above all earthly powers,
No thanks to them, abideth,
Through Him who with us sideth;
Let goods and kindred go,
This Mortal Life also;
The body they may kill;
God’s truth abideth still,
His kingdom is forever.