i know not why gods wondrous

I know not why God's wondrous grace

To me hath been made known;

Nor why, unworthy as I am,

He claimed me for His own.




But I know whom I have believèd;

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;

Or 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;

I know not how, nor where;

If I shall pass the vale of death,

Or 'meet Him in the air'.