I am not skilled to understand
What God has willed, what God has planned;
I only know at His right hand
Is One who is my Savior!
I take Him at His word indeed:
"Christ died for sinners," this I read;
For in my heart I find a need
For Him to be my Savior.
That He should leave His place on high,
And come for sinful man to die;
You count it strange? So once did I
Before I knew my Savior!
So, living, dying, let me bring
My strength, my solace from this spring:
That He who lives to be my King
Once died to be my Savior.
By: Dora Greenwell
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