I wish to be strong for You, God!
I wish to stand in Your name.
To be a holy example in this life
Could I even get that far?

Could I go as far as Stephen
Stoned to death, praying through
Could I last long enough to die
In any cruel way, to prove?

God, I wish that I had courage
Enough, when asked, to say I'm made new
I want SO much to have more than that
To be BOLD, maybe die for You.

Could I go as far as Stephen
Stoned to death, praying through
Could I last long enough to die
In any cruel way, to prove?

I dream that whatever end should take me
That I should calmly watch it come
Not quail at mere mention of the methods
But embrace that the best is yet to come

Could I go as far as Stephen
Stoned to death, praying through
Could I last long enough to die
In any cruel way, to prove?

I am ashamed of this fear
Of what one can not avoid
The death that draws ever near
Not seen until it's passed me by

Could I go as far as Stephen
Stoned to death, praying through
Would I be able to show the world
I am just as much in love with You?

It's really not what's after dying,
It's the process in itself.
How I must face the fact that all is gone,
Laid upon the highest shelf.

I will try to be like Stephen
While dying, prayed faithfully to You
I pray that when my end should come
You would help me see it through.

I have become so stuck on things
Yet I really strive towards You
Why am I afraid of what's to come
When as to how much BETTER it is, I haven't got a clue?