08/25/13

THE WORDS OF THE LORD (Psalm 12) The words of the Lord are pure words Like silver tried in a furnace Refined for seven times I don’t much care for your words You speak and I get nervous I keep them in my mind

Everywhere I go now all I hear is vanity Help, Lord, for the godly man ceases to be The faithful have all left the land, there’s none that I can see Everywhere I go now all I hear is vanity The words of the Lord are pure, that’s why I keep them close to me 08/25/13

O the words of the Lord are pure words Like silver tried in a furnace Refined for seven times I don’t much care for your words You speak and I get nervous I keep them in my mind 08/25/13

The wicked strut on every side, taunting with their boasts “There is no help for him in God, not from the Lord of Hosts” But I will trust my Father God, the Son, and Holy Ghost Just one Word from Him can save me to the uttermost 08/25/13

O the words of the Lord are pure words Like silver tried in a furnace Refined for seven times I don’t much care for your words You speak and I get nervous I keep them in my mind 08/25/13

He sees the poor are plundered and He hears the needy groan God will arise again in power and take them for His own But lying lips and crooked hearts, our Lord has never known He cuts them off and burns them up, they reap what they have sown 08/25/13

O the words of the Lord are pure words Like silver tried in a furnace Refined for seven times I don’t much care for your words You speak and I get nervous I keep them in my mind 08/25/13

O the words of the Lord are pure words Like silver tried in a furnace Refined for seven times I don’t much care for your words You speak and I get nervous I keep them in my mind 08/25/13

08/25/13