Count it all joy
When Satan seeks to destroy
With every ploy
Those in God's employ
For the test of faith
Is no disgrace
When Satan's wraith
Comes into your face
He only tempts the hide
Of those who are true
And having been tried
You will surely come thru'
Now if there's no test
In Satan you'll rest
For God will allow on even the best
Until he comes forth covered and blest
So count it all joy
For Satan cannot destroy
Those who are true blue
For Christ will surely see you thru'
10/10/02
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem