I know not why God’s wondrous grace
To me He hath made known,
Nor why–unworthy–Christ in love
Redeemed me for His own.
But “I know whom I have believed,
And am persuaded that He is able
To keep that which I’ve committed
Unto Him against that day.”
I know not why this saving faith
To me He did impart,
Nor how, believing in His word,
Wrought peace within my heart.
I know not how the Spirit moves,
Convincing men of sin,
Revealing Jesus thro’ the Word,
Creating faith in Him.
I know not what of good or ill
May be reserved for me,
Of weary ways or golden days,
Before His face I see.
I know not when my Lord may come,
At night or noonday fair,
Nor when I’ll walk the vale with Him,
Or “meet Him in the air.”
El Nathan/James McGranahan