In pain’s relentless sway,
A glimmer of truth lights my weary way.
For in this struggle, I begin to see,
God’s beauty shining through the agony.

Though tears may fall and darkness may descend,
His presence lingers, a faithful friend.
Through every trial and tempest’s blast,
His grace sustains me, holding me fast.

In every whispered prayer, every silent plea,
I witness His hand, guiding me gently.
Through brokenness, His mercy unfolds,
Revealing a love that cannot be controlled.

For in the depths of sorrow’s grip,
I glimpse His glory, I feel His grip.
In the fiercest storm, His peace prevails,
And His radiant light never fails.

In the blooming flower, in the bird’s sweet song,
In the embrace of loved ones, I see Him strong.
His beauty weaves through life’s every part,
Even amidst the anguish of a wounded heart.

So, as pain courses through my veins,
I’ll search for God’s beauty that never wanes.
In the tapestry of life’s intricate design,
His love and splendor will forever shine.