I know not why
I sang the blues,
But this I’m sure…
His passion my ills diffuse.
I know not if
The love I sought,
Will come in just
The way I nearly thought.
I know not what
Is life’s race?
But this I know
I did receive God’s Grace.
I know not by
What means to live?
But in his love…
He provides and he gives.
I know not how
To firmly believe,
But in the lord,
I mastered every relief.