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War Between Two Wills



Why did You make me thus, o Lord?
I am just a mortal man.
While there is much that I can know
I don't understand your plan.

Why did You make me so like You?
(I think about it still)
For you did make me most like You
When You gave to me a
WILL
.

If only You had not given to me
This human will of my own
Than I could freely do Your will ..
And Your will alone.

There would never be a conflict
Between my God and I
If I could somehow loose this will
Or simply make it die.

Then like a cherub or a bird
I could freely sing,
For I would be just like a puppet
Hanging from a string.

But it would not honor You
To have a zombie for a slave.
Your Son had a human will
As He faced the grave.

And He, too, had the struggle
Inside the garden wall
He did not want to do Your will
(At least that's what I recall).

Yet He did it with His will in tact
Submitting to Your own
And when He left the garden
He walked that road alone

And so it is that I must struggle
As my will wants its own way,
For God, it is never really easy
To learn how to just obey.

And so I'll take this will of mine,
And after our battle is through,
Help me to submit my will to Yours
And do what You want me to.

My human will, as I know quite well,
Will always be OK
If I can just submit it to You,
If I can but learn to obey.

Then I can hold my head up high
And You will be really proud,
If both my heart and this will of mine
Has before You humbly bowed.

May I, like your Son in the garden,
From angels take a buffer,
For as I do your perfect will
My own will may have to suffer.

Then like Jesus on that Easter morning
I too shall know the release,
For submitting my will to Yours
Is the only way to
peace.