The words of the Lord are pure words, Like silver tried in a furnace of earth, Purified seven times.

For You, O God, have tested us; You have refined us as silver is refined.

Though you lie down among the sheepfolds, You will be like the wings of a dove covered with silver, And her feathers with yellow gold.”

Rebuke the beasts of the reeds, The herd of bulls with the calves of the peoples, Till everyone submits himself with pieces of silver. Scatter the peoples who delight in war.

He also brought them out with silver and gold, And there was none feeble among His tribes.

Their idols are silver and gold, The work of men’s hands.

The law of Your mouth is better to me Than thousands of coins of gold and silver.

The idols of the nations are silver and gold, The work of men’s hands.