Summoned out of the Fire
By the one who threw me in.
God has been walking with me.
He has been my defense.
Though the flames danced around me,
He taught me to dance with Him.
The enemy has exercised power,
But God was more powerful than them.
No stain, no hint, no smell of smoke
Touched me or caused me hurt.
He loosed me from my bondage
Without ever saying a word.
God sent His angel to me
The precious Son of God.
He has summoned the doors to open.
He leads with staff and rod.
The Burning Bush on the Mountain
Is an all Consuming Fire.
He turns the flames of His enemies
Into an ancient pyre.
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Daniel 3
Hananiah (Shadrach), Mishael (Meshech), Azariah (Abednego), and the Son of God (Jesus)