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You are extremely glad of things,
About the way as each day brings;
Even though you suffer so much,
God is there with a gentle touch.
You have to suffer through trouble,
Although they have been very subtle;
They are for your faith as a test,
To see if you can do your best.
A fire test to test your gold,
A faith if genuine and bold;
But more precious being humble,
To neither falter nor fumble.
Your faith is more precious than gold,
Regardless of what you were told;
And just by passing any test,
God ensures that you will be blest.
It gives praise and honor to God,
Along with glory as you laud;
This is from what already been,
And when Christ will appear again.
Even though you have not seen Christ,
And know how He was sacrificed;
You love Him although been unseen,
Returns again as He had been.
You do not see but you believe,
And that is why you will receive;
Your salvation which is your goal,
Faith filled glory kept in your soul.
Copyright © 2013 Richard Newton Sherrer
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