I do not know how Ad­am’s sin
Lives on in you and me,
Nor how it caus­es all the wrong
And sor­row that we see.

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But I read it in God’s Word, and I be­lieve it;
Yes, I be­lieve it, ful­ly be­lieve it!
I read it in God’s Word, and I be­lieve it,
And that is all I need to do.

I do not know how God could give
Unto a maid­en fair,
His ho­ly Son, in Beth­l’hem born,
His bed a man­ger bare.

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I do not know how God could lay
My sins up­on His Son,
Nor how, on Cal­v’ry’s cross, for me
He per­fect par­don won.

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I do not know how God could call
His Son from out the grave,
Nor how that way to me His
Everlasting life He gave.

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I do not know how Je­sus’ blood
Can cleanse my heart from sin,
Nor how, by faith, in ev­ery fight
The vic­to­ry I may win.

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I do not know how one day He
Can come to earth again,
Nor how like Him I shall be made,
And ev­er with Him reign.

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