Always trying to be good

Always trying to be good 
To reflect the Godly essence 
In reality I hardly  could 
To be perfect in His presence 

But His Love draws me nearby 
To be close to His feet
And reality goes far away 
You are thirsty to His heat

You desire His firery presence 
You are thirsty to His boldly words 
And cannot bear His absence 
When His grace suddenly stops 
 
And you seek Him here and there 
Crying out in darkness of night :
Please be merciful in awful dispare
Give me power to defend your right !