Trials Turned To Gold - PFR

He’s brought me here

Where things are clear

And trials turn to gold

He’s shared with me His victory

He won in days of old

Oh Lord, i don’t deserve

The riches of Your world

But You changed my filthy rags

To linen white as snow

The view from here

Is nothing near

To what it is for You

I’ve tried to see

Your plan for me But i only acted like i knew

Oh Lord, forgive the times

I’ve tried to read your mind

Cuase You said if i’d be still

Then i would hear Your voice

My Lord, my King

My urge to sing

And praise the things above

Now words could say

The glorious way

You’ve changed me with Your love

He’s brought me here

Where things are clear

And trials turned to gold