Psalm Photos – 12 – Promises in the Fire

Psalm 12

Help, O Lord, for there is no longer anyone who is godly; the faithful have disappeared from humankind.

They utter lies to each other; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak.

May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that makes great boasts,

those who say, “With our tongues we will prevail; our lips are our own—who is our master?”

“Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan, I will now rise up,” says the Lord; “I will place them in the safety for which they long.”

The promises of the Lord are promises that are pure, silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times.

You, O Lord, will protect us; you will guard us from this generation forever.

On every side the wicked prowl, as vileness is exalted among humankind.


The part that spoke to me this morning was about the promises of the Lord that are like silver purified in a fire. I feel there is a purification going on in my life right now and what I hold to in the midst of that are the promises that are sure, that are solid, that are strong. Thank you Lord.

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