There once was a man named Will
Overall he was pretty chill
But Will had a very strong will
A will to do his own will
He had a calling to fulfill
But Will desired Easyville
He desired an excitement thrill
He wanted to be of the mountain hill
So Will chose not to sit still
Will left the path of God's will
The will that should have been for Will
He used to pray not my will
But yours be done still
But now his ground he did not till
So the Spirit did not refill
This is the sad story of Will
Not willing to do God's will
But only doing the will of Will
Like Will we have our own free will
The "Spirit walk" we can choose to kill
We can desire to do God's will
Or have a walk with God that is nil
There's not always a view from the hill
Valleys are God's plan for us still
But if we are willing to do His will
Through suffering and hardship still
In our hearts His Spirit will come and refill