forgive me, that I ebb and flow like the tides
so is my obedience to you
drawing close then turning aside
long have I sown in the flesh
these seeds of the self
that would seem to strangle Your fruit
but my hope lies in You
He who has promised to work in me
to anchor me in your grace
by the light of your wisdom I see
knowing the dross is burnt away
moment by moment I surrender
though my heart may worry
Your Word never changes
in its promise I can trust
Tempering Iron 
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