The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||
1172.
[Thou hast into the furnace cast]
Behold, I have refined thee, &c.
—xlviii. 10.
Thou hast into the furnace cast,
Yet by my griefs and sufferings pass'd
I am not, Lord, refined:
I am not, but I shall be pure,
Shall make my own election sure,
And leave my dross behind.
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