My Savior [I Am Not Skilled to Understand] lyrics

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,

And in my heart I find a need

Of Him to be my Savior.

And had there been, in all this wide,

Sad world, no other soul beside,

But only mine, yet He had died,

That He might be its Savior.

One wounded spirit, sore oppressed,

One wearied soul that found no rest,

Until it found it on the breast

Of Him that was its Savior.

Then He had left His Father’s throne!

The joy untold, the love unknown,

And for that soul had giv’n His own,

That He might be its 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!

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!

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 Savior.