redemption

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 nor when.

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 the hearts of men with love are filled.

but this i know, the skies will thrill with rapture/ and myriad human voices sing/ earth to heav'n, and heav'n to earth shall answer/ the savior of the world is King!

- william fullerton (adap.)

i cannot tell why i am free. but this i know, that he hath grace, and showeth me mercy.