This psalm speaks of silver being refined seven times. When silver (and gold for that matter) are heated to the point of melting, the impurities rise to the top. A practiced silversmith can skim the impurities off and leave the pure silver. This is a metaphor for God purifying us by trying us in the fire to rid us of our impurities.
Examining our trials for signs of God’s handiwork is my prayer today.
Walking In Peace 
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