J. McGranahan
I KNOW not why God’s wondrous grace
To me He hath made known;
Nor why, unworthy, Christ in love
Redeem 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.
2
I know not how this saving faith
To me He did impart;
Or how believing in His Word
Wrought peace within my heart.
3
I know not how the Spirit moves,
Convincing men of sin;
Revealing Jesus through the Word,
Creating faith in Him.
4
I know not what of good or ill
May be reserved for me;
Of weary ways or golden days
Before His face I see.
5
I know not when my Lord may come;
At night or noon-day fair,
Nor if I’ll walk the vale with Him,
Or “meet Him in the air.”