Refining Fire
By Appreciable Goodfaithpoet
When life seems really sad
And full of punishment
It's not always cause' we've been bad
That the trials have been sent
In the Scriptures as we read, we see
Hard times the righteous face
Though pure in word and deed
They had to run this mortal race
The glorious crown we hope to win
Isn't in this place of scorn
For, though the Lord was free from sin
He wore a crown of thorn
Please, Lord guide us to the light
May we heed the words you say
Stay with us through this night
Til' we behold Celestial day
The trials of this life
Can inflict no lasting harms
If we trust God through the strife
Til' once again we're in his arms.
(Topics: The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, Mormons, and the LDS Church.)
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