Not my will, but Thine be done.
Spoke in agony, by our Lord.
As images of a Roman cross,
Could no longer be ignored.
From a similar garden long ago
Had fallen all mankind.
Now separated from our loving God
His plan was not to be denied.
But Christ was sent to build a bridge
To reinstate us all
The perfect, sinless, Son of God
Answered His Father's call.
From Eden to Gethsemane, two gardens long ago.
As Adam's race, we fell from grace.
And left the world in woe.
But Jesus took your sin's and mine
As He died upon that tree
And because of Him, We've died to sin
And we can be set "Free".
Not my will but Thine be done.
Words spoken out of Love.
For all of man, The Father's plan
Completed in "The Risen Son".