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Originally Posted by sheelaarthur
I'm glad that you put me
Through the process of refining, Cos' you want me to know That it is You who is purifying. You will never give me more Than I can withold So I gladly submit myself For the cleansing to uphold. Not a minute less or not a minute more Will you let me go But you sit patiently through the process Till I am ready to glow. You give me the patience and the strength For I need them every moment That I can be a beautiful ornament Embedded on your throne. I wrote these two poems during my afflications & I'm glad that I went through it & came out victorious. |