In the crucible
Through the fire
The tests of faith do rage
Out of this melting pot
Pure gold will come
As pure as gold can be
All scum and dross
Sifted out
The old man lies powerless
In his grave
The new man raised victorious
The old has gone
The new has come
Death finally swallowed up
Through Christ’s unfailing love
The glorious riches of this mystery
Revealed
That Christ
The hope of glory
Now lives in me