Music and words by Andrew Hawkinson
When I feel crushed beneath a load
That seems to weigh a ton,
Not my will but Yours be done.
Though Your Spirit's full of strength,
In my flesh I've got none:
Not my will but Yours be done.
When the task You've given me
Is anything but fun,
Not my will but Yours be done.
May I rise up with resolve,
Ready, Lord, to do it.
May I care more about Your will
than whether I live through it.
Make me like Your firstborn son
Not my will but Yours be done.
2017, Andrew Hawkinson