I Cannot Think or Reason

I can­not think or rea­son

I on­ly know He came

With hands and feet of heal­ing

And wild heart all aflame

With eyes that dimmed and soft­ened

At all the things He saw

And in His pil­lared sing­ing

I read the march­ing law.

I on­ly know He loves me

Enfolds and un­der­stands—

And oh

His heart that holds me

And oh

His cer­tain hands—

The man

the Christ

the sol­dier

Who from the cross of pain

Cried to a dy­ing com­rade

Lad

we shall meet again.