Thorn In My Flesh
While I sit in meditation
And await His revelation
I am transformed into an ancient place
And a time when that Amazing Grace
Came riding on a donkey's colt
And I began to shout entranced in thought
Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna! Hosanna in the highest
He turned and looked in my direction
Said I'm on my way to the resurrection
I picked you up in meditation
And brought you to the revelation
So you'll no longer wonder how
It felt to be among the crowd
Now I must not tarry for the time has soon come
That I must go and do what is already done
Take heed not to worry neither shall you fret
Behold! It is written you are my elect
I marveled while watching Him vanish from sight
Still struggling to see Him with all my might
But He'd brought me back my mind refreshed
But sorrow came cause I was back in the flesh
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