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I cannot tell why


    • I cannot tell why He, whom angels worship, 
    • Should set His love upon the sons of men, 
    • Or why, as Shepherd, He should seek the wanderers, 
    • To bring them back, they know not how or when. 

    • But this I know, that He was born of Mary, 
    • When Bethlehem's manger was His only home, 
    • And that He lived at Nazareth and laboured, 
    • And so the Saviour, Saviour of the world, is come. 

    • I cannot tell how silently He suffered, 
    • As with His peace He graced this place of tears, 
    • Or how His heart upon the cross wasbroken, 
    • The crown of pain to three-and-thirty years. 

    • But this I know, He heals the broken-hearted, 
    • And stays our sin, and calms our lurkingfear, 
    • And lifts the burden from the heavy-laden, 
    • For yet the Saviour, Saviour of the world, is here. 

    • I cannot tell how He will win the nations, 
    • How He will claim His earthly heritage, 
    • How satisfy the needs and aspirations 
    • Of east and west, of sinner and of sage. 

    • But this I know, all flesh shall see His glory, 
    • And He shall reap the harvest He has sown, 
    • And some glad day His sun shall shine in splendour, 
    • When He the Saviour, Saviour of the world, is known. 

    • I cannot tell how all the lands shall worship, 
    • When, at his bidding, every storm is stilled, 
    • Or who can say how great the jubilation 
    • When all the hearts of men with love are filled. 

    • But this I know, the skies will thrill with rapture, 
    • And myriad, myriad human voices sing, 
    • And earth to heaven, and heaven to earth, will answer: 
    • 'At last the Saviour, Saviour of the world, is King!' 

  • Album: English Hymns, Artist: William Y. Fullerton , Language: English, Viewed: 1246 times