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PAIN

I know pain my old friend

For pain is my old friend

We have lived life endlessly

Lived life so painfully


There is no day without pain

My own eternal strain

Not always the same place

Not always seen on my face


Some days worse than others

Under pains darkest covers

Sleep evades and rest it flees

Steals away my times of ease


Rest cannot hold it at bay

For pain has come to stay

Does this pain belong to me?

Why, O Lord, cannot I flee?


Is this my own fleshly thorn?

To be this lifetime borne?

Is God the author of this pain?

Is it because of my own stain?


Questions many answers few

When will this pain be through?

Is God too small or pain too large?

Does pain my strength enlarge?


Will answers decrease my pain?

Will they decrease my stain?

Is it forgiveness that I need?

Or His laws should I heed?


Or is pain a part of life?

Lived in such varied strife?

If not our own than others

Jailed in pain like brothers


Some pain is our very own

Some by others is strewn

Like seeds of death do bloom

Growing into our own doom


Found and lost all the same

Caught in this painful game

Paying the price for mans sin

Until we can begin again


Jesus is our hope and healing

For our pains terrible dealing

One day the end will come at last

When life begins and darkness past



As I share this I have received a spinal stimulator which has cut my pain by more than half.  I have been able cut reduce my meds and still feel so much better.  Pain and I are still friends but are less friendly!

 

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