I’ll Carry On

Lord, You stood weeping
Outside of Jerusalem
Knowing Your mission
And what You must do for them
But You were the Outcast
You were cursed, they spit on You
But You prayed, "Not Mine
Thy will be done"

I read through the pages
Of Your passion and of Your death
How cruelly You suffered
And the pain of Your final breath
And then I must weep
For in those words, I clearly see
To the very same fate
You're calling me

But You live, risen God
You are high and lifted up
All in all, through and through
All begins and ends in You
Though You hold all things in their place
Won't You look upon this one small facе?
Have the mercy to givе Your grace
To carry on

Lord, I am crippled
By the lack of pure love I feel
How often I'm distant
And this Calling seems so unreal
Must I give completely
Ever dying to myself?
No, oh, Lord
I can't without Your help

But, yes, You live, risen God
You are high and lifted up
All in all, through and through
All begins and ends in You
Though You hold all things in their place
Won't You look upon this one small face?
Have the mercy to give Your grace
To carry on

Though You hold all things in their place
Won't You look upon this one small face?
Lord, have mercy, please give Your grace
To carry on
I'll carry on