I f it be your wil l, tha t I speak no more
A nd my voice be stil l, as it was before
I will speak no more, I shall abide until
I am spoken for, if it be yo ur will
I f it be your wil l, tha t a voice be true
F rom this broken hil l, I w ill sing to you
From this broken hill, all your praise s they shall ring
I f it be your will , to let m e sing
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From this broken hill, all your praise s they shall ring
I f it be your will , to let m e sing
I f it be your wil l, if there is a choice
L et the rivers fil l, let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill, on all these burni ng hearts in hell
I f it be your will , to make us well
A nd draw us nea r, and bind us tight
A ll your children her e, in their rags of light
In our rags of light, al l dressed to kill
A nd end this night , if it be yo ur will, if it be your will