Ron Rector - Not, my will, but thy will

Not, my will, but your will
Not, my will, but thy will
as words roll from my lips
so freely
Not, my will, but your will
Not, my will, but thy will
so many things are allowed,
as, your best friend, to die
Not, my will, but your will
Not, my will, but thy will
in the suffering and pain,
that you allow
please send relief
Not, my will, but your will
Not, my will, but thy will
You always test me to my turning,
can't we stop for now
Not, my will, but your will
Not, my will, but thy will
not my own will
but how will I know
if not tested
Not, my will, but your will
Not, my will, but thy will
so many things are allowed,
as, those addicted to control,
to control me
Not, my will, but your will
Not, my will, but thy will
so many things are allowed,
can I make this transition
I say 'Not, my will, but thy will'
but when you allow anything,
to test me, I always seek relief
will I ever change
Not, my will, but your will
Not, my will, but thy will

Ron Rector

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