In my weakness

7 And lest I should be exalted above measure by the abundance of the revelations, a thorn in the flesh was given to me, a messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I be exalted above measure. 8 Concerning this thing I pleaded with the Lord three times that it might depart from me. 9 And He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. 10 Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ’s sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

In my weakness He is strong
Gives my heart the peace of calm

In my brokenness He moves
Lifts me up from habits' grooves

In my darkness He is light
Meekness shines through His might

In confusion He is clear
Removes the paralyzing fear

In the face of doubt He's faith
Sufficient is His matchless grace

For a thorn He trades a cross
When near me is the pain of loss

In pleasure, In reproach, In need
He from the true vine does feed

In persecutions and distresses, He
does lift my soul in anguish, free