I thank you, Lord, not for the pain
But that Your love redeems,
I know that I must walk through this
As heavy as it seems.
But when I think I can't go on,
The pain is so intense,
It's then You whisper in my soul,
"Of this I will make sense."
This too You'll use to help someone,
In this I'll give You praise,
I'll gladly bear the price of pain
If this Your hand displays.
For in my weakness You are strong,
This pain is not in vain,
For You waste nothing in my life,
Myself and others gain.
So though I ask for healing,
I want Your plan far more,
For in the center of Your will
There's peace forevermore.