Trials Turn to Gold

He's brought me here where things are clear
And trials are turned to gold,
He shared with me His victory
He won in the days of old.

 
Oh Lord, I don't deserve
The riches of Your word
But You've changed my filthy rags
To linen white as snow

 
The view from here is nothing near 

To what it is for 

You I tried to see Your plan for me 

But I only acted like I knew

 
Oh Lord, forgive the times I tried to read Your mind 

'Cause 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 

No words can say the glorious way 

You changed me with Your love

 
He's brought me low so I could know 

The way to reach the heights 

To forsake my dreams, my self esteem 

And give up all my rights

 
With each one that I lay down 

A jewel's placed in my crown 

'Cause His love, the things above Is all we'll ever need

He's brought me here where things are clear 

And trials turn to gold

📻 Trials Turn to Gold -Keith Green, 1977