1 Soldier, soldier, fighting in the world's great strife,
On thyself relying, battling for thy life;
Trust thyself no longer,
Trust to Christ — He's stronger;
I can all things, all things do
Through Christ, which strengtheneth me.
2 In your daily duty, standing up for right,
Are you sometimes weary — heart not always light?
Doubt your Savior never,
This your motto ever:
I can all things, all things do
Through Christ, which strengtheneth me.
3 If your way be weary He will help you through —
Help you in your troubles and your pleasures too;
Say, when Satan's by you;
Say, when all things try you:
I can all things, all things do
Through Christ, which strengtheneth me.
4 In a world of trouble, tempted oft to stray,
You need never stumble, Satan cannot stay,
Will but tempt you vainly,
If you tell him plainly:
I can all things, all things do
Through Christ, which strengtheneth me.
5 Jesus' power is boundless, boundless as the sea;
He is always able, able to keep me,
Power bring from my weakness,
Glory from my meekness:
I can all things, all things do
Through Christ, which strengtheneth me.