TRUST - author unknown

Will I yet trust the Surgeon?

Who wields the piecing knife?

His decisive strokes a maiming

Instead of bringing life?

With firm hands His incision

Cuts deeply through my breast

To carve apart a bleeding heart

And never let it rest

Shall I blame Him for the cancer?

Sin so deftly wrapped my soul

Wreaking havoc without notice

Painless blackness, creeping mole?

Harmless in its stature

Death disguised as life

Never felt as painful

As your healing knife!

Healing pain for painless sickness

Leaving me to concede

The cure is worse than the disease!

Your sovereign diagnosis of the problem

I find difficult to believe

And yet I know You to be wiser

Thank all the specialists combined

More compassionate a Father's heart

The word will never find

For You, your son not sparing

Took on mankind's disease

Severe mercy crushed the sinless one,

And nailed Him to a tree

To bring about redemption

To set the captive free

You allowed your only Son

To suffer miserably

So wound my soul with healing blows

For from such strokes your mercy flows

Healing would that one-day heal

Leaving behind mended scars whose form reveals

The lines of love etched across my soul

God's signature to make me whole

Duet. 32:39

"See now that I myself and He!

There is no god besides me

I put to death and I bring to life,

I have wounded and I will heal,

and no one can deliver out of my hand (NIV)

Job 5:18

For he wounds, but he also binds up,

he injures, but his hands also heal. (NIV)

Hos. 6:1

"Come, let us return to the LORD

He has torn us to pieces

but He will heal us,

He has injured us

but He will bind up our wounds. (NIV)

Ps. 51:8

Let me hear joy and gladness,

let the bones you have crushed rejoice.

(NIV)

Can you see past the hurt to the heart of Your Abba Father?