<p class="bodytext">Therefore the <sc>Lordsc> who rules over all says,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;I will now purify them in the fires of affliction<n id="2" /> and test them.p> <p class="poetry">The wickedness of my dear people<n id="3" /> has left me no choice.p> <p class="poetry">What else can I do?<n id="4" />p>

<p class="poetry">Then I will bring the remaining third into the fire;p> <p class="poetry">I will refine them like silver is refinedp> <p class="poetry">and will test them like gold is tested.p> <p class="poetry">They will call on my name and I will answer;p> <p class="poetry">I will say, &#8216;These are my people,&#8217;p> <p class="poetry">and they will say, &#8216;The <sc>Lordsc> is my God.&#8217;&#8221;<n id="1" />p>