When the sting of pain bites
So excruciating even to bear
I look at the Cross and see Him
Looking at one who knows better;
And seeing Him even clearly
Who on earth better to know my twinge?
Who can say a word on utmost anguish?
None else but my Lord and Savior
The man who took all my sorrow
That forever in Him I may rejoice
Shall I remain in pain to know Him?
Is this but an aching fellowship?
I know Him the man of sorrows
And in distress I rejoice in Him
Seeing the sufficiency of His grace
But how I detest pain and agony
How this situation a man so hates
And I dare not abide in it
Yet even then I can smile in Him
Learning to look unto Him only
I shall rejoice in my Lord always
I will seek His face at all times
Learning to abide in His grace
Knowing a hope in Him unending
Trusting in Him by day and night