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Are you in bondage to the status of nice things
Addicted to the attention and the compliments they bring
Feeling the weight of growing debt with each bill
That's not His Will
That's not His Will
If that's not you then maybe this one's on point
Still need a drink or you gotta smoke one joint
To get thru the pain of all the heartache that you feel
That's not His Will
That's not His Will
It's not a trial, It's not a test
God wants for you, His Best
But not until you submit to His Will
Do you need validation wrapped up in false love
So you sneak out, to the strip club
Knowing that nothing there can ever be for real
That's not His Will
That's not His Will
Maybe you think that you will find it in someone
So you sleep around hoping each time that you're done
But that one is not found and you're still trying to heal
That's not His Will
That's not His Will
It's seems unfair,It's so much stress
God wants for you, His Best
But not until you submit to His Will
He heard your crying tears
He knows your silent fears
He wants to just renew
His relationship with you
Don't be afraid of facing everything inside
Even the guilt, wrapped up in pride
God will step but He's waiting until
You're in His Will
You're in His Will
Don't you give up, don't settle for less
God wants for you His Best
But not until you submit to His Will
Jesus is waiting
To reveal His plan for you for real
But it won't happen
Til you stop and submit to His will
Will, Will, Will
WRITERS
TRAVON M. POTTS
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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