The pain
The incomparable starkness
Of the unmentionable darkness
The unrelenting sharpness
That divides body and soul
The thorn in my flesh
That will give me no rest
And daily puts me to the test
To see if I will sink below
Blacker than night
This darkness I fight
Only One can make it right
And restore the peace I want to know
Here I come
I humbly bow
Before the King of Kings
Right now
Turn my darkness into brightest white
For to You, darkness is as light
Ah what a beautiful sight
To see Your hand working through my night
I know that You have said
You are the lifter of my head
And even on my deathbed
I will find life again
And the thorn that pierced so deeply
And made me gasp and weep - see!
It fits perfectly into the holes of His pierced hands!
For there is no rose that is born
Without the presence of a thorn
Though my body may be worn
My spirit will surely be reborn
So Lord be glorified this way
As you make night shine bright as day
And give strength to help me today
Keep following You in Your way
One day this terrifying sadness
Will be replaced with rapturous gladness
And this situation I thought madness
Will proclaim His handiwork
He brings rivers into the wilderness
Cool waters that dispel the dryness
I come quickly without shyness
To reap of His loving-kindness
By TGG July 3, 2008