Psalm 12

Psa 12:1 To the chief musician, on eight. A Psalm of David. Help, O Jehovah, for the godly ceases to be; for the faithful fail from among the sons of men.
Psa 12:2 They speak vanity, each man with his neighbor; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak.
Psa 12:3 Jehovah shall cut off all with flattering lips and the tongue that speaks great things;
Psa 12:4 who say, We shall be strong by our tongue; our lips are our own; who is lord over us?
Psa 12:5 For the pain of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, I will now rise up, says Jehovah; I will set in safety; he pants for it.
Psa 12:6 The Words of Jehovah are pure Words, like silver refined in an earthen furnace, purified seven times.
Psa 12:7 You shall keep them, O Jehovah; You shall preserve them from this generation forever.
Psa 12:8 The wicked walk around on every side, when vileness is exalted by the sons of men.

On this day...

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• When Decays of Grace Prevail - 2011
• One with Christ and the Fellowship of Righteousness - 2011
• How Should We Approach Worship Today? - 2011
• A Richer Understanding of Jesus Christ - 2011
• Preaching Practical Holiness - 2011
• THE SIX MIRACLES OF CALVARY - NICHOLSON - 2010
• Consubstantiality - 2009
• Jonathan Edwards – Famous Sermons - 2009
• Genesis 1:4 - 2008
• 1 Peter 5:7 - 2008
• PARTAKERS OF HIS SUFFERINGS - 2008
• Psalm 145 - 2006
• Psalm 146 - 2006
• Psalm 147 - 2006