Faithful Wounds

Cory Asbury names impatience as a specific, ongoing struggle rather than a passing mood in "Faithful Wounds" — "God I'm wrestling with the waiting again, again, my impatience, a disease, in this cage for mice and men." The repetition of "again" makes clear this isn't a one-time crisis being processed for the first time.

"Will this crushing ever end or is this ache now my home? Am I a prisoner of hope or just the warden of my pain?" keeps the questions genuinely open rather than rhetorical, and "my head knows to trust You but the heart of me is slain" admits a real gap between belief and feeling instead of claiming both are aligned.

"Faithful are the wounds of a Friend... the troubles and the trials like the gold refined in fire" quotes Proverbs directly, and "I've learned to kiss the waves that push my soul into the caves" closes the song by accepting the very difficulty named in the verses as something with its own kind of faithfulness attached.