this rage within me slowly dies,

I find myself in the fire, slowly depleting-

forging into a quiet night.

Beside He stands, pulling me out of this infernal blaze

His healing hand has lead me to stand.

from where once I crawled, my seared

and burned hands, and my face saught healing

And He took over-

His love shields me and heals me-

my fire has finally died away

Because He wanted me whole.

Once I was burned

then He, my Saviour, commissioned me.