Among the thorns there rests a rose
Embracing the radiant beauty we love
Woven in loveliness lies sorrow and grief
The thorn, it pierces, the heart it bleeds
The thorns a woman truly comprehends
Much like the rose she holds in her hand
Others may view and never fully see
The pain inside, the sorrow and grief
Woven together, the thorns and the rose
Our lives a masterpiece the world to behold
The crown, the cross, His love and His blood
Entangled together show us His great love.
Written by Sherry Long
Therefore being justified by faith, we have
peace with God through our Lord Jesus
Christ: By whom also we have access by
faith into this grace wherein we stand,
and rejoice in hope of the glory of God.
And not only so, but we glory in tribulations
also: knowing that tribulation worketh
patience; And patience, experience; and
experience, hope: And hope maketh not
ashamed; because the love of God is shed
abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost
which is given unto us. For when we
were yet without strength, in due
time Christ died for the ungodly. For
scarcely for a righteous man will one
die: yet peradventure for a good man
some would even dare to die. But God
commendeth his love toward us, in that,
while we were yet sinners, Christ died
for us.
Romans 5:1-8
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