Not My Will

I can hear the rumble
Of the angry crowd nearby
Led by My own friend Judas
Who let evil rule his mind
For thirty silver shekels
He would lead Me to My death
And with a kiss betray My trust
Then wish Me all the best

I knew the cross was coming
But that doesn't ease the pain
My soul is deeply grieving
And I'm bleeding drops like rain
All their brutal beatings
Can only wound My breast
But when you pour your wrath on Me
I'll die a million deaths

Oh, Father, oh, Father
Listen to My plea
Father, if You're willing
Please remove this cup from Me
Father, oh, Father
If there's any other way
To reconcile this sinful world
Let this cup pass away

Father, I am troubled
By the certainty of death
Knowing You'll condemn Me
And then remove Your breath
I've always shared Your glory
From eternity till now
But soon You will forsake
And then send Me into Hell

Oh, Father, oh, Father
Listen to My plea
Father, if You're willing
Please remove this cup from Me
Father, oh, Father
If there's any other way
To reconcile this sinful world
Let this cup pass away

Be My strength and comfort
I can't walk this road alone
And promise You will stay with Me
Until the final blow
For the glory set before Me
I will trust You unto death
And obey You as You lead Me
Till I take the final breath

Oh, not My will
Let Thine be done
Ooh, let Thine be done