Get some speakers outside, or get the pipe organ as loud as possible.
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.
As loud as possible.
These goat rapers need to be rounded up and dealt with!
Allah is not the God of Abraham.
This hymn, popular early in the last century, would also be appropriate:
HOLD THE FORT
Ho, my comrades! see the signal waving in the sky!
Reinforcements now appearing, victory is nigh.
“Hold the fort, for I am coming,” Jesus signals still;
Wave the answer back to Heaven, “By Thy grace we will.”
See the mighty host advancing, Satan leading on;
Mighty ones around us falling, courage almost gone!
“Hold the fort, for I am coming,” Jesus signals still;
Wave the answer back to Heaven, “By Thy grace we will.”
See the glorious banner waving! Hear the trumpet blow!
In our leader’s name we triumph over ev’ry foe.
“Hold the fort, for I am coming,” Jesus signals still;
Wave the answer back to Heaven, “By Thy grace we will.”
Fierce and long the battle rages, but our help is near;
Onward comes our great commander, cheer, my comrades, cheer!
“Hold the fort, for I am coming,” Jesus signals still;
Wave the answer back to Heaven, “By Thy grace we will.”