The Master Jeweler

The Master Jeweler

by: Susan Y Nikitenko

2009

I am a precious jewel;

In my Saviors sight.

Once a stone, within the ground;

Shining now, in His light.

I was dead, hid from sight;

Love, it dug me out.

When my night was brought to light;

Angels praised and jumped about.

I am special in His hand;

A diamond, dingy, dark and dim,

And He is busy molding me;

Into a perfect, Holy Gem.

In this world of dirt and rock;

There lies hidden treasures, lost.

Busy now, He looks for them;

He bought them at the cross.

While He chips your dross away;

With pressure, in the fire.

Remember, He’s the master jeweler;

Your beauty, His desire.

So put yourself, in His hands;

And take His change, as love.

When others see you shining;

They’ll trust in Him, above.

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