I stumble as my feet attempt to take the next step, weary and tired
My Lord softly gazed at His servant and says "Walk through the fire"
My knees suddenly give way and I fall into the flames
My soul screams in agony as I try to escape
Tears run from my eyes and commit suicide
They freely drop into the scorching heat
The fire grows hotter and consumes me
"All for your good. . ." I hear the words echo in my head
"Trials will prepare you for the final tests. . ."
I drag my helpless body across the searing coals
My flesh begins to die and my spirit gains control
One last push and I have reached the end. . .
Then my Lord quietly asks "Can you do it again?"