Tested In the Fire
We're being tested in the fire
Tempered in the Flame
Laid upon the Anvil
And In his image we're remade
How could diamonds be made without pressure?
How could they ever sparkle without friction?
And when you are at the uttermost end of yourself
And you say "God why is this happening to me?"
You're being tested in the Fire
How could impure gold ever shine?
You gotta put it in the fire until the dross begins to rise
And if you belong to Him and you call upon his name
He has the right to take your life and make it glorious!
We're being tested in the Fire