THE FURNACE FIRE by Frances E. Bolton

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Mar 23, 1904

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 30, No. 12.

THE FURNACE FIRE.

By Frances E. Bolton

BY FRANCES E. BOLTON.

"When I am tried I shall come forth as gold."

"I WILL refine you," said our God, "As silver and gold are tried." The fining-pot and the furnace strong With inventions of men abide. For other metals are other triers; But for silver and gold are the furnace fires.

"I've chosen you," saith the Lord of Hosts, "In fire that melts the mould." Then is suffering yours? You are thought of cost; For the furnace was made for gold. Mere tin and tinsel are counted loss; But the gold is precious when freed from dross.

"Tis whom He loveth He chasteneth; The fire of trial endure. Think it not strange He fashioneth; The furnace will make you pure. When thou'rt tried, He high will hold, In crown of glory, a jewel of gold.

Dross must die in the fiery test; Selfishness must subside; Thou must be called by the Israel name And imaged to long abide. When on thy soul is His love's fair mould, Thou shalt come forth as the precious gold

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