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.