How wonderful it is at last to know!
My heart rejoices at the tender word
Which I have sought so long and learned today.
I left my home these many weeks ago
To seek the great I AM, of whom I'd heard,
The God to whom all men must come to pray.
Returning home by Gaza's desert road,
Still seeking truth, I read the sacred scroll,
Esaias' book, wherein the prophet wrote
About the gentle Lamb of God and showed
His tender love for us which makes us whole.
The place was barren and the land remote;
When suddenly beside my chariot wheel
Appeared the answer to my earnest prayer,
A man named Philip. All day long we talked.
He told me of the Christ, who came to heal,
The humble Nazarene, and of God's care,
The every door was finally unlocked.
And now I feel so purified and clean
That though my dear friend Philip disappeared,
Rejoicing fills my heart. Now I can tell
Each one I meet, from Candace the queen
To any little child, what I have heard,
For God is Love; and all, yes all, is well.
