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.