1 With joy let each afflicted saint
This cheering truth behold,
That when he's try'd he shall not faint,
But shall come forth as gold.
2 This privilege, dear Lord, I claim,
Nor am I here too bold,
That from the trying, fiery flame,
I may come forth as gold.
3 What tho' the furnace burns on high,
Still to this truth I'll hold,
'Tis but design'd my soul to try—
I shall come forth as gold.
4 Herein his wisdom and his love
Will God to me unfold,
And from the furnace I shall prove,
He'll bring me forth as gold.
5 He'll kindly thus consume my dross,
So in his word I'm told,
Nor can I suffer real loss,
But shall come forth as gold.
6 Thus he'll conform me to his word,
And cast me in that mould;
And, through the goodness of my God,
I shall come forth as gold.
7 Thus will I sing his praises here,
Whose mercies are of old;
And when in glory I appear,
I shall come forth as gold.
Source: A Collection of Evangelical Hymns #CLII
Medley, Samuel, born June 23, 1738, at Cheshunt, Herts, where his father kept a school. He received a good education; but not liking the business to which he was apprenticed, he entered the Royal Navy. Having been severely wounded in a battle with the French fleet off Port Lagos, in 1759, he was obliged to retire from active service. A sermon by Dr. Watts, read to him about this time, led to his conversion. He joined the Baptist Church in Eagle Street, London, then under the care of Dr. Gifford, and shortly afterwards opened a school, which for several years he conducted with great success. Having begun to preach, he received, in 1767, a call to become pastor of the Baptist church at Watford. Thence, in 1772, he removed to Byrom Street, Liv… Go to person page >
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