Yvonne Hartman - Pain Of The Fire

I've walked through the fire, some days I just crawl
The pain of desires, always in control
You formed me from nothing on the potter's wheel
Each time You refine me, new strengths are revealed

You mold me, make me
Better than yesterday
Through the fire, the trial
I am who I am today
The pain of the fire
Is worth being the bowl

I've gone through persecution, I live what I believe
It's only made me stronger, Like You I want to be
My Jesus You find me, humbly on my knees
Refine me for Your plan and help to see

You mold me, make me
Better than yesterday
Through the fire, the trial
I am who I am today
The pain of the fire
Is worth being the bowl

I started out a lump of clay
By fire you take my dirt away
Bit by bit you make me grow
Until I am a beautiful bowl

You mold me, make me
Better than yesterday
Through the fire, the trial
I am who I am today
The pain of the fire
Is worth being the bowl

You mold me, make me
Better than yesterday
Through the fire, the trial
I am who I am today
The pain of the fire
Is worth being the bowl
A beautiful bowl

Written by:
Yvonne Hartman

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