I see the beautiful bright sun.
I pray to God in Heaven,
To let His will be done.
When I'm walking in this world
And watch the rivers run,
I thank God for all this beauty
And let His will be done.
When I think of perfect people,
I know there was only one.
The reason He was perfect
He asked God's will be done.
That perfect person was Jesus,
God's only begotten Son.
He died on the cross for our sins
And asked God's will be done.
When I'm burdened in this world
And my troubles seem to weigh a ton,
I just pray to God for help,
And ask his will be done.
When my life is over,
And my salvation is won.
I ask God for a place in heaven,
If that's His will be done.
