Matthew 3:12: He will burn up the chaff

Barren, light, and void, and vain
Shall I still as chaff remain.
Flexible my heart and mind
Borne about with every wind?

Jesus, turn the chaff to wheat.
Make me for Thy garner meet,
Fruitful, fraught with virtue pure.
Firm the sifting test to' endure.

Me, and every precious grain,
Winnow with Thy Spirit's fan;
Make Thy tempted people clean.
Throughly separate us from sin:

Then our ready souls remove
To the granary above,
Mix'd with all Thy saints to rest,
Bread for God's eternal feast.