Dora Greenwell Poems
|1.||A Song Of Farewell||9/4/2010|
|4.||Thou Lovest Still The Poor; Oh, Blest||9/4/2010|
|5.||And Art Thou Come With Us To Dwell?||9/4/2010|
|6.||To Christina Rossetti||9/4/2010|
|7.||I Am Not Skilled To Understand||9/4/2010|
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I Am Not Skilled To Understand
I am not skilled to understand
What God hath willed, what God hath planned;
I only know that at His right hand
Is One Who is my Savior!
I take Him at His word indeed;
“Christ died for sinners”—this I read;
For 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!
Yea, living, dying, ...