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Webb Sisters and Leonard Cohen - If it be your will (Live in London)

The Webb Sisters are a musical duo comprising the siblings Charley and Hattie Webb who are from Kent, England.

Charley Webb and Hattie Webb were born in Kent, UK, to an entrepreneur-drumming father and a tennis coach mother.

They have two brothers, Brad Webb and Rocco Rands-Webb, who are both drummers. According to Charley, music often blared from all over the house.

Although Charley became briefly interested with being an ambulance driver, the sisters early on decided on a career in music.

Hattie plays the harp and mandolin, and Charley the guitar, clarinet, and piano.

When they were teenagers, the pair began to give recitals all over the country, and played at, among others, charity functions, parties, and played twice for Princess Anne and once for Queen Elizabeth II.

They met Johnny Pierce, a record producer who invited them to Nashville, where they recorded their debut album, Piece of Mind. After six months, they went to California, selling the album at their gigs. They were soon discovered and were offered a publishing deal by Windswept Pacific Publishing, and, soon afterward, they signed a record deal with Universal Records.

The Cohen influences were evident on two songs written by the acclaimed singer-songwriter: Show Me The Place and If It Be Your Will. With the latter song, this is arguably the track that most people would associate with The Webb Sisters.

During his concert tours, Cohen generously allowed the sisters to arrange the song and then sing it by themselves.

A rendition is shown in the video.

The lyrics - by Leonard Cohen:

If it be your will

That I speak no more

And my voice be still

As it was before

I will speak no more

I shall abide until

I am spoken for

If it be your will

If it be your will

That a voice be true

From this broken hill

I will sing to you

From this broken hill

All your praises they shall ring

If it be your will

To let me sing

If it be your will

If there is a choice

Let the rivers fill

Let the hills rejoice

Let your mercy spill

On all these burning hearts in hell

If it be your will

To make us well

And draw us near

Oh bide us tight

All your children here

In their rags of light

In our rags of light

All dressed to kill

And end this night

If it be your will