God inhabits the Praise of man

 Amen. That is a powerful and profound truth. The statement "God inhabits the praise of His people" captures a beautiful biblical reality: the Lord is uniquely and intimately present where His people offer Him heartfelt praise and worship.

This concept is rooted in Scripture:

"But You are holy, enthroned in the praises of Israel."

- Psalm 22:3 (NKJV)

The word "enthroned" or "inhabits" (from the Hebrew yashab) means to dwell, to remain, to sit down, or to settle. It paints a picture of God taking up His rightful residence, establishing His throne, and making His home in the atmosphere created by the praises of His people.

What Does This Mean for Us?

This is more than a nice idea; it is a spiritual principle with real implications:

· Praise Creates a Dwelling Place: When we praise God, we are not just sending words into the air. We are actively building a throne room for our King, inviting His manifest presence into our situation.

· Preshifts the Atmosphere: Praise changes the spiritual environment. It displaces fear, anxiety, and despair, and fills the space with God's peace, power, and holiness.

· It is an Act of Faith: We often praise God before we see the breakthrough, choosing to enthrone Him in the midst of our struggles, trusting that where He is enthroned, His will is done.

A Prayer to Invite His Presence Through Praise

Heavenly Father,

We are in awe that You, the Creator of the universe, choose to make Your home in the praises of Your people. We want to be a dwelling place for You.

We invite Your presence right now. As we lift our voices and our hearts in worship, come and be enthroned among us. Settle here. Make Your home in this place and in our lives.

Let our praise be a pleasing sanctuary for You. In the midst of our circumstances, we choose to praise You, trusting that as we enthrone You, Your kingdom comes and Your will is done.

We welcome You, Lord. Dwell in our praise.

In Jesus' name, Amen.

A Poem: "He Inhabits Our Praise"

"He Inhabits Our Praise"

We do not sing to empty air,

Or to a God who is not there.

We do not make a hollow sound,

On barren,desolate ground.

For when our hearts begin to raise,

A sacrifice of joyful praise,

A sacred space begins to form,

A shelter from the raging storm.

God inhabits the praise of His own,

And makes our worship His throne.

He comes to dwell,He comes to stay,

And chase the shadows far away.

So let the song rise from the dust,

In God alone,we place our trust.

And as we praise,we will soon find,

His presence there,so close, so kind.

Let every heart a throne room be,

For God's great majesty.

For He inhabits the praise we bring,

Our everlasting God and King!

May your life be a continuous offering of praise, creating a constant dwelling place for the presence of God. As you praise Him, you can be confident that He is there, enthroned on your worship, ruling and reigning in your midst.