“Not as I will but thine be done”, prayed in sincerity “Not as I will but Thine be done”, said in humility For thine own glory now I bow, I’ll suffer, bear the shame That man might Thy salvation see and glorify Thy name. No vileness vented now on me, nor fierce satanic roar By many bulls I’ll not digress, no matter how they gore Let viciousness from men erupt, infernal power make known I never will dishonour Thee, nor ever thee dethrone. I’ll take the cup, I’ll drink its dregs, I’ll drink, I will not sup For three long hours I’ll drink it deep, till emptied is that cup Lord glorify thyself in me, thy mighty arm make bare Deliver me from death’s dark tomb and Satan’s mighty lair. None else shall stand beside me, I’ll do thy will alone For I have come to do thy will, for sinners to atone I bow my will, Thy will be done, I’ll all surrendered be I ask thee God be magnified, and glorified by me. Thus now together we move on, my Father God and me We will not stop till all is done on the accursed tree And I shall loud triumphant cry, “Is finished, all is done” And heavens vaults, erupt in praise, for all that God has done. Not as I will but thine be done, is this how I must live? Completely all in all for God, and all to Him to give? Nought for myself, to call my own, I shall surrendered be I ask, “Lord glorify thyself, yea glorified through me”. © Rowan Jennings 24th June 2007