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1
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 wand’rers, To bring them back, they know not how or when. But this I know, that He was born of Mary, When Bethl’hem’s manger was His only home, And that He lived at Nazareth and labored, And so the Savior, Savior of the world, is come.
CI
cannot tell why He, whom
Am
angels
F
worship,
Should set His
Em
love
up
Am
on
the
C
sons
of
Dm-G7
men,
Or why, as
C
Shepherd,
He should
C7
seek
the
Fwan
F-D7
d'rers,
To bring them
C-Am
back,
they
Dm
know
not
G7
how
or
C-F-C
when.
But
G7
this
I
C
know,
that
F
He
was born of
C
Mary,
When
G
Bethl'hem's
Am-C
manger
F
was
His
Em
only
Dm-D7-G
home,
And
G7
that
He
C-C7
lived
at
F
Nazareth
and
Cla
Am-F
bored,
And
G7
so
the
C
Savior,
Am
Savior
F
of
the
G7
world,
is
C-F-C
come.
2
I cannot tell how silently He suffered, As with His peace He graced this place of tears, Or how His heart upon the Cross was broken, 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 lurking fear, And lifts the burden from the heavy laden, For yet the Savior, Savior of the world, is here.
I cannot tell how silently He suffered,
As with His peace He graced this place of tears,
Or how His heart upon the Cross was broken,
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 lurking fear,
And lifts the burden from the heavy laden,
For yet the Savior, Savior of the world, is here.
CI
cannot tell how
Am
silently
He
F
suffered,
As with His
Em
peace
He
Am
graced
this
C
place
of
Dm-G7
tears,
Or how His
C
heart
upon the
C7
Cross
was
F F-D7
broken,
The crown of
C-Am
pain
to
Dm
three
and
G7
thirty
C-F-C
years.
But
G7
this
I
C
know,
He
F
heals
the
C
broken-hearted,
And
G
stays
our
Am-C
sin,
and
F
calms
our
Em
lurking
Dm-D7-G
fear,
And
G7
lifts
the
C-C7
burden
F
from
the heavy
C Am-F
laden,
For
G7
yet
the
C
Savior,
Am
Savior
F
of
the
G7
world,
is
C-F-C
here.
3
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 splendor When He the Savior, Savior of the world, is known.
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 splendor
When He the Savior, Savior of the world, is known.
CI
cannot tell how He will
Am
win
the
F
nations,
How He will
Em
claim
His
Am
earthly
C Dm-G7
heritage,
How
C
satisfy
the needs and
C7 F F-D7
aspirations
Of east and
C-Am
west,
of
Dm
sinner
G7
and
of
C-F-C
sage.
But
G7
this
I
C
know,
all
F
flesh
shall see His
C
glory,
And
G
He
shall
Am-C
reap
the
F
harvest
Em
He
has
Dm-D7-G
sown,
And
G7
some
glad
C-C7
day
His
F
sun
shall shine in
C Am-F
splendor
When
G7
He
the
C
Savior,
Am
Savior
F
of
the
G7
world,
is
C-F-C
known.
4
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 Savior, Savior of the world, is King.
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:
This hymn is one I first learned at Urbana in the late 70s. I have never forgotten it. The lyrics capture the life and purpose of Christ in a few stanzas, and the tune is classic.
I agree with Michelle--when everything is going wrong and it seems like things will never get better, hymns like these remind us who is really in control of history.
I love this hymn. It's a shame that today's generation is not into hymns. This is my generation but these are the hymns/songs I grow up on - when I am going through the rough the words of this song and others are what I use to guide me out of that moment.