The promises of the Lord, are promises that are pure.
Like silver refined in a furnace seven times.
The promises of the Lord, are promises that are pure.
Like silver refined in a furnace seven times.
Tell, Lord, the godly have vanished, and all the faithful have gone.
Everyone lies to his neighbor, speaking with double hearts.
Lord God, all flattering lips are, and tongues that make great foes.
They say our tongues will prevail, and none shall control our lips.
For all who are plundered, and for the needy won't.
I rise to give, saith the Lord, the haven in which they thirst.
The promises of the Lord, are promises that are pure.
Like silver refined in a furnace seven times.
The promises of the Lord, are promises that are pure.
Like silver refined in a furnace seven times.
You, Lord, will always keep us, guard us from this our age.
The wicked prowl on every side, exalting all that's vile.
The promises of the Lord, are promises that are pure.
Like silver refined in a furnace seven times.