Though they may be temporary,
my troubles still do weigh . . .
on my heart, they are heavy
on my soul, they yet prey.
When God needs my attention,
I feel like I’m on fire
but, He is only testing my faith
and the depth of my desire.
So, He puts me in the furnace,
to refine me like gold
He uses the potter’s wheel
so His image He can mold.
He uses His Word as a bridle,
to keep me on the straight path
He prunes and He trims
so I may never know His wrath.
He places me in dark valleys,
to see the world’s wickedness
He puts me in arid places
so I’ll thirst after righteousness.
Though they may be temporary,
my troubles still do weigh . . .
but, I know they will bring me
into a glorious new day!
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“For our light affliction,
which is but for a moment,
worketh for us a far more exceeding
and eternal weight of glory;”
King James Version
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Copyright 2014
Deborah Ann Belka
~ to GOD be the GLORY ~