Sometimes when I come to myself and realize
I've become a little unthankful for the life He gave
and my eyes wander from His glorious prize
and feel sorry for myself, for all the pain

But when I seek His glory and grace
I soon come face to face with the truth
were it not for the pain that keeps me on my face
I would soon become a wreck, unthankful - uncouth

But when I am brought back to my senses
and I tear down all the fences
that I put up to defeat the hurt in my body
I realize my vision has become blurred and cloudy

Because one day on the cross crucified
You paid the price that I may be sanctified
so if it takes continual pain for me to be my best
Lord, give me grace to overcome the tests

Of the pain in my body, Lord, put it in my heart
for those I see of whom of the Bride are not a part
Lord, give me words to say, an aura about me
to show that I've been with thee

So I can shine the light to those in soul pain
to direct them to Thee, for a heaven to gain
Let me guide them to all that is Truth
pointing the way that only leads to You