Test my heart, Lord,
see what is inside. . .

Look low, look deep,
search far, search wide.
Till there's nothing left,
for me to hide.

Pull on fears suspicions,
push on doubts admissions.
Pick away at its coldness,
cut away egos boldness.

Purge out selfish pride,
pluck out the greedy side.
Haul off Satan's lies,
rip out its lusting eyes.

Pull up evils root,
yank up sins pursuit.
Gather all the pain,
jerk away guilt's stain.


Test my heart Lord,
till it's true and blue. . .

Search here, Search there,
look at all I say and do.
Till all that it holds,
is the love I have for You!

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Proverbs 17:3

The refining pot is for silver and the furnace for gold, But the LORD tests the hearts.

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Deborah Ann Belka
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TO GOD BE THE GLORY!

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