With it's Heart Against a Thorn
I found this poem in Streams of the Desert and liked it so much I decided to share it with all of ya'll! I hope you are blessed by it! Once I heard a song of sweetness, As it cleft the morning air, Sounding in its blest completeness, Like a tender, pleading prayer; And I sought to find the singer, Whence the wondrous song was born; And I found a bird, sore wounded, Pinioned by a cruel thorn. I have seen a soul in sadness, While its wings with pain were furl’d, Giving hope, and cheer and gladness That should bless a weeping world; And I knew that life of sweetness, Was of pain and sorrow borne, And a stricken soul was singing, With its heart against a thorn. Ye are told of One who loved you, Of a Saviour crucified, Ye are told of nails that pinioned, And a spear that pierced His side; Ye are told of cruel scourging, Of a Saviour bearing scorn, And He died for your salvation, With His brow against a thorn. Ye “are not above the Master.” Will you breathe a sweet refrain? And His
LOVE this! beautiful verse and yummy cake :)
ReplyDeleteTane ♥
Thanks, Tane!
DeleteWhat sort of cake is that? Looks extremely lonely and edible ;)
ReplyDeleteAjax, it was actually just a simple chocolate cake that I made from a box mix and then I made cream cheese icing to go on top and decorated it with white chocolate chips and butterscotch chips. It got eaten rather quickly! ;)
DeleteI would think so! Garfield and I have very similar methods for dealing with cake *grab the whole thing, eat it, apologize after the fact*
DeleteHaha! Sounds like a good method! ;)
DeleteThe cake looks very yummy!
ReplyDeleteYes, Maggie! It sure was! ;)
DeleteYum! Yum! The cake looks delicious and I love that verse.
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