He tri­eth the right­eous, as Da­ni­el of old,
And midst all the tri­als He bids us be bold;
He chast­en­eth those whom He lov­eth, He says,
And He’s pro­mised to love us
Throughout all our days.

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He tri­eth the right­eous, His word tells me so;
He trieth the right­eous, it must be, ’tis so;
He trieth the right­eous, the sto­ry is old,
If Thou art try­ing me Fa­ther,
I’ll try to come out all pure gold.

He tri­eth the right­eous, in fur­nac­es hot,
And bids us walk thro’ them, our faith fail­ing not;
The flames will not hurt us, on Him we re­ly,
The dross He’ll con­sume and the gold pu­ri­fy.

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He trieth the right­eous with sick­ness and pain,
He makes us to suf­fer again and again;
But if in our suf­fer­ing we cling to Him still,
We can bear it with pa­tience, because ’tis His will.

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O Judge of the right­eous, help us to be strong,
To love Thee and serve Thee, yes, all the day long;
And when tri­bu­la­tions come ’round us, just say:
He tri­eth the right­eous, I’m glad He tries me.

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