Pain couldn’t be well described than gains.
How frail’s all that has blood streaming in their veins.
The creator I salute for creating frailty in all,
For in pains our frailty is not to make us fall;
But to see the good God gave all to stand up tall.
What’s good about the pain that the body couldn’t retained?
What could humble a giant more than a wound that ached?
Even Goliath his share had unfeigned;
It draws us to see – in our frailties – God unfeigned.