I am not skilled to understand

What God hath willed, what God hath 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!