I am not skilled to understand what God has willed, what God has planned,
I only know at His right hand is One who is my Savior!
I take Him at His word in deed; “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 home 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 lies to be my King once died to be my Savior!