Years ago, like almost 40 years, I remember singing some songs that were hard to understand. They were difficult until you started to pull apart the phrases and even look behind the words to the story. This is a hymn of our Christian faith and a powerful song at that. As you read the following words and verses may you be reminded of what might have been going through the writers mind as he penned these words: 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. Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing; Were not the right Man on our side, the Man of God’s own choosing: Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He; Lord Sabaoth, His Name, from age to age the same, And He must win the battle. And though this world, with devils f