Ein' feste burg is unser Gott, ein gute wehr und waffen. Er hilft uns frei aus aller not, die uns itzt hat betroffen.

The mad mob does not ask how it could be better, only that it be different. And when it then becomes worse, it must change again. Thus they get bees for flies,…

What can only be taught by the rod and with blows will not lead to much good; they will not remain pious any longer than the rod is behind them.

Hier stehe ich, ich kann nicht anders. Gott helfe mir. Amen.

A mighty fortress is our God, A bulwark never failing; Our helper He amid the flood Of mortal ills prevailing.

'In my days of youth, I remembered my God, And he hath not forgotten my age.'

'God's signs are not always the ones we look for, yet the private prayers of people, whether in our homes or in this place, are known, heard, and understood. T…