A fire in God's furnace blazes,
the heat it emanates amazes;
red-hot flames are dancing; twisted -
no-one can escape; resist it.
Burning high and burning hot
the fire heats God's melting pot;
refining all the reborn souls
over its red and glowing coals.
Melting silver, smelting gold;
removing dross; warming hearts cold,
cleansing us from deep within
removing roots which lead to sin.
Refining those He loves with fire
which burns and burns and never tires;
making us pure; acceptable
to become God's receptacles.
When we have come forth as pure gold
we'll be as those in days of old
who in righteousness did bring
their offerings to Heaven's King.
~ Belinda van Rensburg ~
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[ by: Belinda van Rensburg Copyright © 2011 ( firstname.lastname@example.org ) -- submitted by: Belinda van Rensburg ]