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The Trials

 

The Trials




Yes, the trials came and, once again,
I failed the test ~ I lost.
But, I must gird up now, try again,
For He endured the cross.

My Model, Oh, my Model is
My goal, my love, my life.
I cannot fail forever, so
Again, I'll face the strife.

Until all dross has disappeared,
All discord passed away,
I will press on 'til, mercy-filled,
My life can be displayed.

So, when I'm gone, all done with trials
(With tests to make me strong),
The lingering colors of my life will
Bring after glows with a beautiful song.


~ * ~
My brethren, count it all joy when
But let patience have her perfect work,
that ye may be perfect and entire,
wanting nothing.

James 1:2-4


© 2009 by Joan Clifton Costner
Under His Wings Heavenly Poetry
Joan is a Heavenly Inspirations author.
This poem may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact,
for non-profit ministering purposes.



Music is Refiners Fire
Love and Blessings,
So ye fall into divers temptations;
Knowing this, that the trying
of your faith worketh patience.



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