Words by Martha Snell Nicholson

On September 14th I wrote a blog entry entitled, "The Gift of a Thorn." In the blog I paraphrased a poem I had heard that I thought was written by Elisabeth Elliot. Today a dear friend forwarded me the original poem actually written by a woman named Martha Snell Nicholson--who lived for nearly three decades as an invalid. This is such an amazing testimony and priceless treasure! Thank you, Natasha!!!

FYI: A mendicant is a "beggar."

I stood a mendicant of God before His royal throne
And begged him for one priceless gift, which I could call my own.
I took the gift from out His hand, but as I would depart
I cried, "But Lord this is a thorn and it has pierced my heart.
This is a strange, a hurtful gift, which Thou hast given me."
He said, "My child, I give good gifts and gave My best to thee."
I took it home and though at first the cruel thorn hurt sore,
As long years passed I learned at last to love it more and more.
I learned He never gives a thorn without this added grace,
He takes the thorn to pin aside the veil which hides His face.

-Martha Snell Nicholson

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