Three hundred sixty-five days in a year
But I can count more times I didn’t hear
God compelling me to seek Him first
When I’m struggling, and I’m at my worst.

Am I hard of hearing
Or do I just choose
To do things my own way
And His will I refuse?

On a journey towards a path of destruction
Because I deliberately spurned my Fathers instruction.
My heart is hard from lack of endeavor
To build a relationship with the King of forever.