Thorn In My Side

Gladly did I lay down me

Upon the sands so humbly

To the Lord my side did I reveal

Closed my eyes

And was still

I rested in the Lord and was at peace

Rest did I in the Lord

But flesh against my spirit in me did war

Quickly did my Lord cease the fire

Lest more against my spirit my flesh could conspire

When I was done resting in the Lord

I opened my eyes

And beheld in my side

This thorn

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This thorn do not I hide

I boast to call it mine

Not only of God’s existence does it constantly remind me,

But that no matter how great my success is

                It is always because of Him, never because of me

It reminds me of my place,

That the Lord’s not behind me

                That God is God

                Not me

Though for some it would drive them insane

This thorn in my side is nothing near my existence’s bane

For Moses it was a stutter

For me it’s a muscle mutter

For you some vice of some other

And when the eyes of others fall upon it

Dare ye not to hide it

But yours boast to call it

For some thorn of some form God all of us adorns

So it was gladly that I laid down my pride

And with closed eyes

Trusted the Lord to pierce me

II Corinthians 12:7-10 KJV

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