I Am Not Skilled to Understand
I am not skilled to understand
What hath God willed, what hath God planned;
I only know at His right hand
Stands One who is my Savior.
I take Him at His word and deed:
"Christ died to save me," this I read;
And in my heart I find need
Of 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.
And O that He fulfilled may see
The travail of His soul in me,
And with His work contented be,
As I with my dear Savior!
Yes, 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!
Dora Greenwell (1821-1882)