I KNOW NOT WHY GOD'S WONDROUS GRACE

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 how 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 through 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 if I'll walk the vale with him,

Or “meet him in the air.“