The pain, it was bad but used
To sharpen me as iron
Til’ my face reflected You
“I have refined you, but not as silver is refined. Rather, I have refined you in the furnace of suffering.” Isaiah 48:10
The pain, it was bad but used
To sharpen me as iron
Til’ my face reflected You
“I have refined you, but not as silver is refined. Rather, I have refined you in the furnace of suffering.” Isaiah 48:10
Christian Poetry, Thoughts & Analogies 