The thorn is still in the wound
So the pain stays acute,
But it’s a lie if my cries
Leave gratitude mute.
I am summarily thankful.
You’ve been generous in my need.
My praise derails because of details.
I feel shock as I bleed.
Don’t forget me.
Don’t let me forget Your faithfulness.
If only I could see this thing from Your vantage point.
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