Pass not the cup from me
If I do thy will
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
Where my blood is spilled
Make my heart brave
Make my back strong enough to carry my cross
For what I've gained for my own pride
I count as loss
May my life be poured out
Upon the feet of the poor
May orphans call me father
And may I never lock my doors
May I never lose hope
Upon the darkest night
May my life be a seed
And my spirit light
May those that come behind
Not linger at my grave
Plant me beside the waters
And may I offer shade
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
On heaven and earth
May my life be poured out
And my death give birth
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
On heaven and earth
May my life be poured out
And my death give birth