The Thorn
When I’m broken-down and wearied
When I’m downcast, lost, forlorn
I try hard to remember
There’s a blessing in each thorn.
When life’s trials have upset me
When my traveled path is worn
I plead with the Father to show me
There’s a blessing in each thorn.
When my friends have all deserted me,
I might wish to have not been born.
Times like these I always wonder
Where’s the blessing in each thorn?
But my God made me this promise
From His love I can’t be torn.
For when I put my trust in Him
I find the blessing in the thorn.
So each day I’ll trust my Savior
Though life might scoff at me in scorn.
For I know that He is waiting
With a blessing for my Thorn!
W. Patrick Queen C2001
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