WILFUL

[verseode]

               

            I stand here in the darkness
            Aware of what I am
            A child dependent on Your grace
            Who's pushing at the dam
            Holding back the flood of years
            That formed Your wilful child
            Into the selfish, loveless one
            Who stands here so defiled.

            Your light shows imperfections
            Of which, I am assured
            Will fade into the distant past
            My sickness will be cured
            I have a hope and longing
            To be what You desire
            A child of love, just like Your Son
            Refine me in Your fire.