O maiden will you be the mother of the Saviour?
Your God has chosen you, to give the world His Son
His power will be your shield, His Spirit come upon you
And Mary bowed and said: God’s will be done.
And Mary said yes (x3)
When she knew that it was the will of God
No cradle will be His, but just a simple manger,
A helpless little babe from Herod’s wrath He’ll run
And in a foreign land, long years He’ll have to linger
And Mary bowed and said: God’s will be done.
And soon the day will come, when enemies will round Him
And nail Him to a tree, your sinless spotless one
The price of mankind’s ransom will heavy fall upon Him
And Mary bowed and said: God’s will be done.