Just why He saved me, I don’t know,
Nor why it was He loved me so;
But this I know—He is my Lord,
I’m trusting in His blessèd word.
Some day, yes, some day,
When I have heard the angel call,
’Twill all be plain, the loss, the gain;
Yes some day, some day,
I shall know it all.
Just why He whispered,
Come to Me,
I cannot know or tell to thee;
But this I know—I heard His voice,
And in His love I now rejoice.
Just why He tries me every day,
And lets new sorrows cross my way,
I cannot tell; but this I know—
He’s with me everywhere I go.
O blessèd knowledge this, that He
Is ever near to comfort me!
So every day I’ll trust and sing,
And to my blessèd Savior cling.