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The Refiner's Fire: A Journey of Purification

The poem describes God as a refiner's fire that purges and transforms believers. It states that those who pass through God's holy fire will emerge changed, with some transformed as bronze, silver, or gold through suffering on His will's anvil. The chorus expresses the speaker's desire for God's refining fire to purify and make them whole, choosing it over any losses, so that God may be glorified.

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The Refiner's Fire: A Journey of Purification

The poem describes God as a refiner's fire that purges and transforms believers. It states that those who pass through God's holy fire will emerge changed, with some transformed as bronze, silver, or gold through suffering on His will's anvil. The chorus expresses the speaker's desire for God's refining fire to purify and make them whole, choosing it over any losses, so that God may be glorified.

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  • The Refiner's Fire

The Refiner’s Fire

There burns a fire with sacred heat,


white hot with holy flame,
and all who dare pass through its blaze
will not emerge the same.

Some as bronze and some as silver,


some as gold, then with great skill
all are hammered by their sufferings
on the anvil of His will.

Chorus:
The Refiner’s fire has now become my sole desire
Purged and cleansed and purified that the Lord be glorified!
He is consuming my soul, refining me, making me whole.
No matter what I may lose, I choose the Refiner’s fire!

I’m learning now to trust His touch,


to crave the fire’s embrace.
For though my past with sin was etched,
His mercies did erase.

Each time His purging cleanses deeper,


I’m not sure that I’ll survive.
Yet, the strength in growing weaker
keeps my hungry soul alive!

[Chorus]

His holy fire!

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