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Refined by the Master's Hand
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By Nan Forehand
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Refined by the Masterís Hand

By: Nan Forehand

Refined by the Masterís hand.
Before Him humbly I stand.
Ready and willing, cleansed by His blood.
Oír my soul His spirit doth flood.
Held have I been midst hot fire.
Flames at me licked higher and higher.
Never His eyes did He take off me.
Burned away all impurity.
Coin of silver, shiny and bright.
Now God sees Himself in the light.
Not a moment too long in the flames.
With His loved ones He plays no games.
If in the heat today you must burn
upon you His eyes will turn.
One more soul to purify.
Itís found in the book of Malachi.


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Submitted: Monday, July 4, 2005

Last Updated: Monday, July 4, 2005

About the Poet
I grew up in rural North Carolina, married for 38 years to my best friend and soulmate, Allen, who retired almost 17 years ago from the Air Force after 24 years of service to our beloved America. We have a daughter, Ashley ( and son-in-law, Kris) and, a son, John, and, our two beautiful grand daughters, Amelia and Haley, and Isaac, our only grandson, all blessings from God. We have four cats; Mr. Peabody, Missy, aka Middle Kitty and Tabby, aka Little Kitty, and Gracie. I've seen a lot of hard times and God has always been here for me to see me through them. I am a vessel God can use to help others in need. If I could be described in one word, it would be that I am an encourager.


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