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 and deed
Christ died to save me this I read
And in my heart I find a need
For him to be my Savior
That he would 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
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..
