I am not skilled to understand
What God has willed, what God has planned
I only know at His right hand
Stands 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
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, oh, 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!