Lyrics of 'Not My Will But Thine' by Acappella

Jesus prayed in the garden and poured out His heart for me
There was been no love shown by mortal as in dark Gethsemane
He could have chosen not to suffer treatment of the cruelest kind
But the lips of my pure savior uttered not my will but thine
Not my will, not my will but thine
Jesus prayed in the garden, He prayed oh
Jesus prayed in the garden, He prayed oh
Let me tell you what He went through
You know He really didn't have to
He could have easily just walked away
Then He said not my will but thine
Not my will but thine
They cheat Him and they beat Him
They mocked Him and scouraged Him
The people kept a cryin'
We've got to crucify Him
Crucify Him, crucify Him
He said
Not My Will but Thine
Will they hung Him there in anger searchin' for some relief
They nailed Him there in public right between the two thieves
He tasted human torture of the cruelest kind
Not my will but thine
Not my will but thine
Jesus died on Calvary, He died Oh
Jesus died on Calvary, He died Oh
Some were laughin' some were cryin' some were happy at His dyin'
I don't see, I can't see how could this ever be?
Poor Jesus as He hung on the tree He said
Not my will but thine
Not my will but thine