🔥 "Forged in the Flame" (By Sheryl Clyde / Thunderbird) I was broken, and I was sobbing. I begged for forgiveness, and felt forgotten. But then — He came. He set me free. He whispered into my ear, “You belong to Me.” Death can’t touch me. Sin will burn off in His refining flame. The least of His was not forgotten — instead, He forged me in the flames. I’ve got the belt of truth buckled around my waist. I slipped on the breastplate of righteousness, fit and ready. I fitted my feet with the gospel of peace. And I took up the shield of faith — held high, unshaken.
