Lord, I pray, if it be your will, take this cup from me
yet, Lord, your will be done
Lord, I weep, but I do not grieve
as one who has no hope
For I know there will come a time
a time of joy, of no more tears
Lord, I pray, if it be your will, take this cup from me
yet, Lord, your will be done
Lord, your plan is not evident
the pattern is not clear
But I know when the canvas is revealed
these dark threads will be gold
Lord, I pray, if it be your will, take this cup from me
yet, Lord, your will be done
O Lord, this suffering, I make it my offering,
use me to bring you glory if I must continue in this dark
Lord, I pray, if it be your will, take this cup from me
yet, Lord, your will be done
