Amulets

We wear good works like they are charms
To ward away the wrath of God;
And act like if we give enough
Our bribes will pay for opulence…

Since God made man, we’ve sacrificed
And tried to earn a life of ease;
But amulets can’t win God’s favor
Or quench the burning of His love.

So I will fling away the charms
And live by grace among the pain;
Through every trial God’s teaching us—
We’re in this place to be refined!

The amulets can’t win God’s favor,
He gave the gift of endless love,
So I will let it burn the dross
And let Him sift through all I am—

And when the flames have done their work
I see the pain has brought me home…