ACTIVE FAITH

Faith in the dark,
His riches uphold;
Blessings of grace,
Trials of gold.

Refined in the fire,
Growing in rain;
The heat and the cold,
Both to build and to train.

The storms and the wind
Make hearts more aware
of Calvary’s cross
And sin’s deadly snare.

When emptied we are nearer
To our King and our crown;
At the foot of the cross,
New discoveries are found.

God smokes out our dungeons,
The restless and proud;
The gloom and the grit,
In hard hearts unplowed.

In pain, we submit,
Trusting His Will;
Learning through crosses,
Praising Him still.

As Christ trains and shapes,
Touching weak spots;
He works and shines,
Molding our clay pots.

Afflictions are easy,
Compared to Christ’s story;
So light and deserved,
Demanding Him glory.

As a deer pants for water,
We long to grow more,
Our strength is renewed,
Like eagle’s wings soar.

Our souls will be grateful
For God’s pruning knife;
When we finish the race,
Prepared for new life.

ACTIVE FAITH