In the furnace of anguish was I refined through and through,
Until I learnt to detach, let go, and rely on God alone,
And then did I taste what true joy is.
Taste and see that the Lord is good.
I have tasted, I have seen,
And now all I want is to be His forever.
Would that I could burn and burn with love for God,
With every fabric of my being,
Until I become His beloved sword,
To fight for all that is good
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