I can do all things Through Christ who gives me strength, But sometimes I wonder what He can do through me; No glory on my own, Yet in my weakness He is there to let me know . . .
Refren
His strength is perfect when our strength is gone; He’ll carry us when we can’t carry on. Raised in His power, the weak become strong; His strength is perfect, His strength is perfect.
Strofă 2
We can only know The power that He holds When we truly see how deep our weakness goes; His strength in us begins Where ours comes to an end. He hears our humble cry and proves again . . .
Strofă 1
I can do all things Through Christ who gives me strength, But sometimes I wonder what He can do through me; No glory on my own, Yet in my weakness He is there to let me know . . .
Refren
His strength is perfect when our strength is gone; He’ll carry us when we can’t carry on. Raised in His power, the weak become strong; His strength is perfect, His strength is perfect.
Strofă 2
We can only know The power that He holds When we truly see how deep our weakness goes; His strength in us begins Where ours comes to an end. He hears our humble cry and proves again . . .
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1. I can do all things
Through Christ who gives me strength,
But sometimes I wonder what He can do through me;
No glory on my own,
Yet in my weakness He is there to let me know . . .
R: His strength is perfect when our strength is gone;
He’ll carry us when we can’t carry on.
Raised in His power, the weak become strong;
His strength is perfect, His strength is perfect.
2. We can only know
The power that He holds
When we truly see how deep our weakness goes;
His strength in us begins
Where ours comes to an end.
He hears our humble cry and proves again . . .