Daniel Twelve Ten

O' Lord, have mercy; as gold is tested
so Lord am i, facing much awareness;
like a matchstick, so am i ignited
to burn in flames, in sacred blessedness.

Many are 'they' who jump on me
increasing the tempo of persecution;
the truth however be, will set me free
to heal, as from indigestion.

But Lord behold, there is a witness
a holy angel who witnesses all;
to see my pardon, my sights on purpose
to help me up when i surely fall.

Amen, O' Lord, the wicked not know this
remain in ignorance they tarry on;
knowing not, in Christ we are His
so torture on, till we're reborn.

Alas! O' Lord, refine me no further
i am like this, a sinner in shame;
till Thou cometh' Lord, Thy do assure
to give us joy, erase my blame.

Amen!

Daniel 12:10 states:
"Many shall be purified, made white
and refined,
but the wicked shall do wickedly,
and none of the wicked shall understand,
but the wise shall understand."

Amen!
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Berggren Avatar
August 5, 2017 at 9:15 AM
A good verse with a good message.May your day be filled with His blessings.
Leong Avatar
August 5, 2017 at 1:00 PM
to God be glory! amen! i'm glad you found it worthwhile; till then, stay safe and keep praying. cheers!
Leong Avatar
August 5, 2017 at 4:28 AM
ahh...good old Daniel; one can never run dry with this book, which is particularly interesting because it deals with signs of the End of the Age. Refinement is rather tough, as gold is tested in fire. well, we pray that God will always hear and answer our prayers. cheers!
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