Not my will, God, my will
Will never keep my mind still;
Not my desire, this broken cup
Won't ever hold the fruit of Love.

Not my heart, God, my heart
Will never choose to be set apart;
Never my heart, this hardened life
Won't be softened by The Light.

Not my soul, Father, my soul
Will never be less to be made whole;
Not my soul, that darkened thing
Won't bow down before The King.

Crush me Lord, break my will,
Make this heart of mine stay still;
Renew this mind, the calloused rebel,
Jesus, save me from an eternity in Hell!