Sermon preached on Sunday, December 29, 2013 at Garden Valley Chapel during our morning worship service based on Psalm 25:8-15.
Take your Bible if you will and open it to the book of Psalms 25, Psalms chapter twenty-five.
One of the reasons I love the psalms is because of their brutal honesty. Feelings and thoughts are no hidden.
In fact, so raw are they that we are surprised to see them in the pages of Scripture. No cover up whatsoever, but only what God intends for His people to know.
It is no wonder that these psalms have been recited, sung, memorized, and cherished by God’s people since their inception.
As a preacher, one is hesitant upon preaching the psalms because one realizes that in no way one is wise enough or spiritual enough to do them just justice.
And yet they are nonetheless unavoidable for they find the preacher and congregant alike in familiar territory.
That is we understand, we know, we feel what the Psalmist is writing. In an attempt to better understand God’s truth for His people, I have endeavored to study them and proclaim their glorious truths to you, the people of God.
You may have not been so familiar with Psalm 25 as Psalm 23, but I trust after this study, it will become one of your favorites as it has become one of mine.
Please stand as I read this soul sanctifying psalm. Read Psalm 25.
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