1 Soul, art thou faint and weary—
Worn with the toil and strife
That comes to each burden bearer
In the rough pathway of life?
Think of the grand old promise,
And think it was meant for you!
“Unto him that o’ercometh!”
Be strong, and brave, and true!

Chorus:
Unto him that o’ercometh!
O promise, grand and sure,
To those who are valiant soldiers,
And who steadfastly endure!

2 Soul, dost thou pause and falter,
Facing the hosts of sin?
O think of what God demandeth—
Pray, and find courage to win!
Strength for the day of battle
In Jesus each soul will find.
“Unto him that o’ercometh,”
The Lord indeed is kind. [Chorus]

3 Never a pray’r unheeded
Rose to the Great White Throne;
God will give the grace that’s needed,—
Grace all-sufficient alone.
Down thro’ the endless ages
The blessed old promise rings,—
“Unto him that o’ercometh,”
Heav’n and immortal things. [Chorus]