I Was born with an angel whispering in my ear Telling me sacred secrets that God wanted me to hear. And I have lived to tell the mysteries I've been told And even when they tell me it's my time to go No I will not, No I will not Not go quietly No I will not, No I will not Not go quietly no, no, Not go quietly no, no Not go quietly These things I tell, they are much truer than the heart of he who speaks Even so, this humble servant can not help but talk about his King so I will sing 'cause I can't hold back the song I shout and scream, until God takes me home Chorus Bridge So how can I keep Silent So how can I not speak And tell about the Saviour Who has set this prisoner free. Chorus