God purifies us, like a Refiner, from dross,
Through trials, inner conflict, loss!
We search for understanding in vain,
The reasons seem to elude us again and again.
Though He appears not to be around,
We know His wisdom is sound!
These trials are merely to test our faith,
ďI am always with youĒ, in the Bible, He saith!
In the Refinerís furnace thus confined,
Each soul is strengthened and refined;
As we are established in His perfect mould,
He polishes until our character is changed to gold!
So, letís keep walking our Saviourís way,
Trusting that His grace is sufficient each day!
Letís seek to obey His Holy Will,
Believing that all His promises, He will fulfil!