Lo The Flames Of Fierce Temptation

Lo, the flames of fierce temptation
Flash around the soul;
‘Mid the fury of the passions,
Hath the Lord control?

Yes, the loved one walks in safety,
Walks, but not alone;
Lo, a form, divine and comely,
Shields from harm His own.

In the furnace of affliction,
Bound by sorrow’s chain;
Thro’ the crucible of suffering,
Can the Lord sustain? [Refrain]

From the touch of worldly scorning,
Shrinks the soul in fear;
Thro’ the torture slow, consuming,
Will the Lord appear? [Refrain]