The mental obsession--

It won't go away,

It won't let me go,

It leads me astray…





Help me o' lord, I need to be strong!

The days are so short, my nights are long.

Do for me lord what I can't do for myself;

Put me away on some high moral shelf.





I fall on my face and I curl up to pray,

Please take it lord, please keep it at bay.

The mind is locked in, nothing else can I think;

The evil inside gives a laugh and a wink.





I have no control--there is nowhere to run!

The thorn in my side gives off heat like the sun;

I look for some answer, a proverb, a verse--

As the darkness surrounds me a prayer I rehearse.





Then finally it’s plain that release must be had;

My soul deep in sadness my addiction so bad.

My fist pounds the table--why can't I let go?

The thorn in my side makes a prisoner my soul.





The morning sun breaks to yet one more day,

My heart drops like a rock, my senses astray,

The black hole is deep and it's end can't be found,

The thorn in my side--in my misery I'll drowned.





The darkness returns and the demonic beast,

My flesh is destroyed my soul is its feast,

The heart is no matter my prayers go unheard,

The lord has abandoned—I've scoffed at his word!





I awoke in the night to bright light rushing in;

The demons all scurried as they ran from within;

Lighting and thunder, trumpets and wind;

Angelic beings came and took all my sin!





The Lord God Almighty sits high on his throne,

He never forsakes us we are never alone;

No matter how deep or how far or how wide;

The Lord and his mercy took the thorn from my side.

© William Power (2011) All rights reserved