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 God at His word and deed Christ died to save me this I read And in my heart I find a need Of him to be my savior And was there no other way For God to take? I cannot say I only bless him day by day Who saved me through my savior That He should leave His place on high And come for sinful man to die You count it strange? So do not I Since I have known my savior And O that He fulfilled may see The travail of his soul in me And with His work contended be As I with my dear Saviour Yea, 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 saviour