"If It Be Your Will"




If it be your will/ That I speak no more
And my voice be still/ As it was before/ I will speak no more/ I shall abide until I am spoken for/ If it be your will

If it be your will/ That a voice be true
From this broken hill/ I will sing to you/ From this broken hill/ All your praises they shall ring/ If it be your will/ To let me sing/

From this broken hill/ All your praises they shall ring/ If it be your will/ To let me sing/ If it be your will/ If there is a choice/ Let the rivers fill/ Let the hills rejoice/ Let your mercy spill/ On all these burning hearts in hell/ If it be your will/ To make us well/ And draw us near/ And bind us tight/ All your children here/ In their rags of light/ In our rags of light/ All dressed to kill/ And end this night/ If it be your will

If it be your will.--L. Cohen