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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. 
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  • 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. 
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  • 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. 
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  • 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. 
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  • 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. 
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  • 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. 
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  • 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. 
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  • 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: 1505 times