Not

by w.j.debi

Not mine
But thine
The Savior said on bended knee
As he prayed there in Gethsemane
Father, let
This bitter
Cup pass

Not sweat
But blood
Flowed forth from every tortured pore
Such sorrow and agony he bore
Thy will
Oh, Father,
Be done

Not pride
But humility
Won eternal life and the victory
Father, let my prayer also be
Thy will
Not mine
Be done

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Trinet

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by w.j.debi

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