It takes a lot of polishing
To smooth the roughest stone,
And God will use those close to us
To be our grinding stone.
Our edges are so jagged
We often inflict pain,
And when our roughened edges meet
The sparks increase the strain.
God knew what He was doing
Though we have had our doubts,
He knew the friction it would take
To smooth rough edges out.
The smoothest pebbles bear His mark,
With roughness worn away,
It is the smoothest pebbles
That make the most headway.
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