I am not skilled to understand

What God hath willed

What God hath planned

I only know at His right Hand

STANDS ONE WHO IS MY SAVIOR

I take Him at His Word and deed

"Christ died to save me," this I read

And in my heart I find a need

OF HIM TO BE MY SAVIOR

That He should leave His place on high

And come for sinful man to die

You count it strange? So once did I

BEFORE I KNEW MY SAVIOR

And oh that He fulfilled may see

The travail of His soul in me

And with His work contented be

AS I WITH MY DEAR SAVIOR

Yes, living, dying, let me bring

My strength, my solace, from this spring

That He Who lives to be my King

ONCE DIED TO BE MY SAVIOR

Dora Greenwell - (1821-1882)

Dora knew what it meant to suffer, her family once being affluent; but with the death of her father, came poverty and illness, as she lived alone in London. But she was amazed at the suffering of Christ for our sakes, and out of her pondering came the book titled, "Songs of Salvation." The poem above is one of those writings.