Sunday, May 25, 2014

The Thorn

I stood before His Royal throne
To seek a gift to call my own
I took His gift, made to depart
It was a thorn that pierced my heart
How strange a gift He gave to me
Treasure there I could not see
The thorn within was sharp and sore
I sought His presence more and more
I learned that with the thorn comes grace
As God the Father shows His face



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