Refine Me

Refine Me
Jennifer Knapp
Kansas 1998



I come into this place
Burning to receive your peace
I come with my own chains
From wars I've fought for my own selfish gain
You're my God and my Father
I've accepted your Son
But my soul feels so empty now
What have I become?

Lord, come with your fire,
Burn my desires; refine me
Lord, my will has deceived me
Please come and free me
Refine me

My heart can't see
When I only look at me
My soul can't hear
When I only think of my own fears
They are gone in a moment
You're forever the same
Why did I look away from You
How can I speak Your name?

Lord, come with Your fire,
burn my desires; refine me
Lord, my will has deceived me
Please come and free me
Come rescue this child
For I long to be reconciled to You

It's all I can do
To give my heart and soul to You
And pray, and pray, oh I will pray

Lord, come with Your fire,
burn my desires; refine me
Lord, my will has deceived me
Please come and free me
Come rescue this child
For I long to be reconciled to You

Refine me, refine me
Refine me, refine me


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The shane and shane version is the only i really listened to. there is a link to a player for it above.

Nice tune.

It's much easier to sing about the process of 'being refined' than it is to actually go through it. It's painful.

Most people don't REALLY want it. They just want to sing about it because it sounds good. Many desire the RESULT of the process (refining), but few really want to endure the pain that it entails.

Yes, Bob.

I read a book where the author described how silver is really refined. All the impurities are burned off, over and over, until the silversmith can look into the silver and see his reflection. Sounds pretty cool until you realize you're the silver, and the refining process requires a very high temperature.

I read that analogy too, JW. It was really beautiful, but I don't relish the process at all....but the refiner of silver has to watch the silver every second so that it doesn't get spoiled.....and that is a great picture of how God is when we are in the fire.

I'd rather be refined than a filthy mess.

When you reach that point, Mel - the point where you are so broken and hurting that you can say with confidence (not just lip-service), "I'd rather be refined than a filthy mess" - then and only then can you endure the pain of going through the fire.

I pray that we would all reach that point. God can work with, through and in you AFTER you are broken.

I am all in at this point. The good, the bad, and the ugly.