Worthy is your name, Jesus.

 Worthy Is Your Name, Jesus

A Reflection on Philippians 2:9-11, Revelation 5:12, and Acts 4:12

Therefore God exalted Him to the highest place and gave Him the name that is above every name. (Philippians 2:9)

Worthy is Your name, Jesus—not a label or a sound,

But the very essence of salvation, the grace that I have found.

Your name is above every name, in heaven and on earth,

The name that gives the broken heart a second birth.

Worthy in the manger—the name of the humble King,

Worthy in the carpenter shop—the name that made the weak to sing.

Worthy on the cross—the name that bore my sin,

Worthy in the tomb—the name that rose again.

Your name is worthy—of all praise, all honor, all glory,

The Alpha and Omega, the beginning of the story.

Your name is worthy of my trust, my time, my treasure,

My heart, my soul, my every pleasure.

"Worthy is the Lamb who was slain, to receive power and wealth and wisdom and strength and honor and glory and praise!" (Revelation 5:12)

Worthy is Your name, Jesus—in the morning when I rise,

In the evening when I close my eyes.

In the valley and the peak,

In the silence and the shriek.

Your name is worthy—of my worship and my praise,

Of my surrender and my days.

Your name is worthy of my all,

I will answer Your call.

Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to mankind by which we must be saved. (Acts 4:12)

Worthy is Your name, Jesus—I will lift it high,

I will declare it to the sky.

I will speak it over my life, over my home,

Over the broken, the weary, the ones who roam.

There is no name like Yours, no one like You,

You are faithful, You are true.

Worthy is Your name, Jesus—now and forevermore,

From the rising of the sun to the closing of the door.

Worthy is Your name, Jesus.

I worship You. I adore You. I love You.

Amen.

Dwell in the Shelter of Almighty.

 Dwell in the Shelter of the Almighty

A Reflection on Psalm 91:1-4, Psalm 27:5, and Deuteronomy 33:27

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. (Psalm 91:1)

Dwell in the shelter of the Almighty—not a temporary, fleeting stay,

But a permanent residence, a home that will not fray.

The shelter of His wings, the shadow of His hand,

A place of perfect safety, a refuge in the land.

The shelter—not a house of brick and stone,

But the presence of the Holy One, the King upon the throne.

It is the secret place, the hiding place,

Where we can rest in His embrace.

The Almighty—the One who is strong and true,

Who will see us through, who will make all things new.

He is our refuge, our fortress, our shield,

The One who will never yield.

For in the day of trouble He will keep me safe in His dwelling; He will hide me in the shelter of His sacred tent. (Psalm 27:5)

Dwell in the shelter—not just in times of fear,

But in the everyday, the mundane, the near.

Abide in His presence, live in His light,

Walk in His ways, both day and night.

The shadow of the Almighty—not a darkness that brings dread,

But the protection of His wings, the safety of His head.

Under His shadow, we are secure,

His faithfulness is our armor, our shield, our cure.

The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms. (Deuteronomy 33:27)

Dwell in the shelter—and you will not fear,

The terror of night, the arrow that flies near.

You will not be afraid of the pestilence that stalks,

For in His shelter, you are safe from all talks.

So I will dwell in the shelter—not just for a day,

But for all my life, in every way.

I will rest in the shadow of the Almighty,

I will trust in His love, I will abide in His mercy.

Dwell in the shelter of the Almighty—

It is the safest place to be.

In His presence, I am free,

In His love, I am complete.

Amen.

I am here to worship You.

 I Am Here to Worship You

A Reflection on Psalm 95:6, John 4:24, and Revelation 4:11

Oh come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before the Lord our Maker. (Psalm 95:6)

I am here to worship You—not out of habit or routine,

But from the overflow of a heart that has seen

Your goodness, Your mercy, Your unfailing grace,

Your love that has met me in every place.

I am here to worship You—not with empty words or hollow praise,

But with a life that seeks to glorify You in all my ways.

I am here to bow before Your throne,

To make Your glory known.

I am here to worship You—in spirit and in truth,

Not with the rituals of my youth,

But with a heart that is honest and pure,

A love that is steadfast and sure.

God is spirit, and His worshipers must worship in spirit and in truth. (John 4:24)

I am here to worship You—with my whole being,

With my heart, my soul, my strength, my seeing.

I worship You for who You are,

My Bright and Morning Star.

I am here to worship You—in the silence and the noise,

In the joy and the sorrows.

I worship You in the valley and the peak,

In the silence and the shriek.

I am here to worship You—because You are worthy,

Because You are holy, because You are mercy.

You are the Lamb who was slain,

The Lion who rose again.

"Worthy are You, our Lord and God, to receive glory and honor and power, for You created all things." (Revelation 4:11)

I am here to worship You—not just with my lips,

But with my hands, my feet, my fingertips.

I am here to worship You with my whole life,

Through the joy and through the strife.

I am here to worship You—now and forevermore,

From the rising of the sun to the closing of the door.

I am here to worship You—this is my song,

My prayer, my life, my whole life long.

I am here to worship You, Lord.

Receive my praise.

Amen.

I love you, Lord.

 I Love You, Lord

A Reflection on Psalm 18:1, 1 John 4:19, and Romans 8:38-39

I love You, Lord, my strength. (Psalm 18:1)

I love You, Lord—not with a perfect love,

But with the love You planted, the grace from above.

You first loved me when I was lost in the night,

You called me by name and You brought me to light.

I love You when the sun is warm on my face,

And I love You when I struggle to find my place.

In joy and in sorrow, in calm and in strife,

You are the anchor, the meaning, the life.

My love is not payment, not a wage I bring,

It is the song that my grateful heart wants to sing.

You gave Yourself for me, You bore my shame,

So I give my heart back to You—and I whisper Your name.

We love because He first loved us. (1 John 4:19)

I love You—not just with words, but with my life,

In the choices I make, in the midst of the strife.

I love You in the morning, when the day is new,

And in the evening, when the day is through.

I love You—when I cannot feel Your presence,

When the silence is heavy and the questions are relentless.

I love You by faith, not by sight,

Trusting that You are working in the night.

I love You—by loving others,

By forgiving, by serving, by being like brothers.

By sharing Your grace, by extending Your hand,

By being a light in a dark and weary land.

I love You—because You are faithful,

Because You are good, because You are able

To hold me, to keep me, to never let me go,

To love me with a love that I can truly know.

For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:38-39)

So I will love You, Lord—today and every day,

With all my heart, with all my soul, in every way.

My love is a response to Your love so deep,

A promise I will always keep.

I love You, Lord.

Amen.

I will worship you all my soul.

 I Will Worship You with All My Soul

A Reflection on Psalm 103:1, Mark 12:30, and John 4:24

Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless His holy name! (Psalm 103:1)

I will worship You with all my soul—not with a divided heart,

Not with a mind that wanders, not with a life that's torn apart.

I will worship You with every fiber of my being,

With every thought, with every seeing.

With all my soul—the deepest part of me,

The seat of my emotions, my identity.

I lay it at Your feet, I give it to You,

I trust You to make it pure and true.

I will worship You—in the morning when I rise,

In the quiet before the day's demands and cries.

In the noontide, when the battle presses hard,

In the evening, when I lower my guard.

I will worship You—with my voice, with my hands,

With my feet, with my plans.

I will worship You with my whole life,

Through the joy and through the strife.

Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. (Mark 12:30)

With all my soul—not a part, but the whole,

The passion, the purpose, the control.

I will worship You with my emotions and my will,

I will trust You to fulfill.

I will worship You in spirit and in truth—

Not with empty words, not with the lies of youth.

But with a heart that is honest and true,

With a life that is lived for You.

God is spirit, and His worshipers must worship in spirit and in truth. (John 4:24)

I will worship You with all my soul—not just in times of ease,

But in the storms, in the trials, in the mysteries.

I will worship You when the sun is bright,

And when the day turns to night.

So I will worship You—with all that I am,

With all that I have, with all that I plan.

I will worship You with my soul, my strength, my might,

I will worship You in the morning and the night.

I will worship You with all my soul—now and forevermore,

From the rising of the sun to the closing of the door.

I will worship You—this is my song,

My prayer, my life, my whole life long.

Amen.

You deserve the Praise.

 You Deserve the Praise

A Reflection on Psalm 145:1-3, Revelation 4:11, and Psalm 34:1

I will exalt You, my God the King; I will praise Your name for ever and ever. (Psalm 145:1)

You deserve the praise—not a whisper, not a sigh,

But a shout that shakes the heavens, a song that reaches high.

You deserve the honor, the glory, and the power,

In every moment, in every hour.

You deserve the praise—for who You are,

The bright and morning star.

For Your mercy, Your grace, Your love so deep,

For the promises that You keep.

You deserve the praise—in the morning when the sun is bright,

And in the evening when the day turns to night.

In the valley when the shadows are deep,

And on the mountain when the promises I keep.

"Worthy are You, our Lord and God, to receive glory and honor and power, for You created all things." (Revelation 4:11)

You deserve the praise—not just with words I speak,

But with a life that's humble, with a heart that's meek.

With every breath, with every thought,

With every battle that is fought.

You deserve the praise—for the cross, the empty grave,

For the life You freely gave.

For the mercy that meets me every day,

For the Spirit that shows me the way.

You deserve the praise—in the silence and the noise,

In the joy and the sorrows.

You are worthy, O Lord, of all my praise,

And I will praise You for all of my days.

I will bless the Lord at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth. (Psalm 34:1)

So I will give You the praise—not just with my lips,

But with my hands, my feet, my fingertips.

I will give You the praise with my whole life,

Through the joy and through the strife.

You deserve the praise—now and forevermore,

From the rising of the sun to the closing of the door.

You deserve the praise—this is my song,

My prayer, my life, my whole life long.

Amen.

Worthy is your name, Jesus.

 Worthy Is Your Name, Jesus

A Reflection on Philippians 2:9-11, Revelation 5:12, and Acts 4:12

Therefore God exalted Him to the highest place and gave Him the name that is above every name. (Philippians 2:9)

Worthy is Your name, Jesus—not a label or a sound,

But the very essence of salvation, the grace that I have found.

Your name is above every name, in heaven and on earth,

The name that gives the broken heart a second birth.

Worthy in the manger—the name of the humble King,

Worthy in the carpenter shop—the name that made the weak to sing.

Worthy on the cross—the name that bore my sin,

Worthy in the tomb—the name that rose again.

Your name is worthy—of all praise, all honor, all glory,

The Alpha and Omega, the beginning of the story.

Your name is worthy of my trust, my time, my treasure,

My heart, my soul, my every pleasure.

"Worthy is the Lamb who was slain, to receive power and wealth and wisdom and strength and honor and glory and praise!" (Revelation 5:12)

Worthy is Your name, Jesus—in the morning when I rise,

In the evening when I close my eyes.

In the valley and the peak,

In the silence and the shriek.

Your name is worthy—of my worship and my praise,

Of my surrender and my days.

Your name is worthy of my all,

I will answer Your call.

Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to mankind by which we must be saved. (Acts 4:12)

Worthy is Your name, Jesus—I will lift it high,

I will declare it to the sky.

I will speak it over my life, over my home,

Over the broken, the weary, the ones who roam.

There is no name like Yours, no one like You,

You are faithful, You are true.

Worthy is Your name, Jesus—now and forevermore,

From the rising of the sun to the closing of the door.

Worthy is Your name, Jesus.

I worship You. I adore You. I love You.

Amen.

All on the cross.

 All on the Cross

A Reflection on the Finished Work of Christ

"When He had received the drink, Jesus said, 'It is finished.' With that, He bowed His head and gave up His spirit." (John 19:30)

All on the cross—the weight of every sin,

The guilt of every age, the curse of every kin.

The wrath of God, the judgment due,

Was poured out on the One who was true.

All on the cross—the burden of the world,

The sin of Adam, the curse of the world.

The enemy's power, the sting of death,

Were defeated in that final breath.

All on the cross—the healing of the sick,

The binding of the broken, the making of the quick.

The stripes that fell upon His back

Brought wholeness to those who lacked.

All on the cross—the reconciliation of all,

The breaking of the dividing wall.

The restoration of the broken bond,

The peace that the world cannot respond.

"God made Him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in Him we might become the righteousness of God." (2 Corinthians 5:21)

All on the cross—the love of God displayed,

The mercy that will never fade.

The grace that saves the worst of sinners,

The hope that makes the weary winners.

All on the cross—the victory won,

The battle over, the race run.

The enemy defeated, the grave overturned,

The power of sin forever burned.

All on the cross—for me, for you,

For all who believe, for all who are true.

The cross is the place where love and justice meet,

Where the sinner is made complete.

"He Himself bore our sins in His body on the cross, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; by His wounds you have been healed." (1 Peter 2:24)

All on the cross—I will not forget,

The price that was paid, the debt that was met.

I will cling to the cross, I will bear the shame,

For in the cross, I find my name.

All on the cross—I am free,

Because He died for me.

Amen.

What a worthy God I have.

 What a Worthy God I Have

A Reflection on Revelation 4:11, Psalm 145:3, and Philippians 2:9-11

"Worthy are You, our Lord and God, to receive glory and honor and power, for You created all things." (Revelation 4:11)

What a worthy God I have—not just in title or in name,

But in the depth of His love, in the power of His flame.

He is worthy of all praise, all honor, all glory,

The Author and Finisher of my story.

Worthy in creation—He spoke the stars to birth,

He formed the dust of Adam and breathed in him his worth.

The thunder is His voice, the lightning His swift flame.

The earth and heavens tremble at the speaking of His name.

Worthy in salvation—He parted the Red Sea,

He broke the chains of Pharaoh and set His people free.

He raised His Son from death's dark grave, He crushed the serpent's head.

The power that conquered sin and death now lives in me, it's said.

Great is the Lord and most worthy of praise; His greatness no one can fathom. (Psalm 145:3)

Worthy in mercy—though my sins are scarlet red,

He washes them as white as snow; He raises up my head.

His strength is made perfect when I am weak and small.

What a worthy God I have—my all in all.

Worthy in love—a love that never fails,

A love that lifts the fallen, a love that prevails.

No power can conquer it, no enemy can stand,

For my God is worthy, and He holds me in His hand.

Worthy in justice—He will make all things right,

He will bring the dawn after the darkest night.

He is the defender of the weak, the refuge of the poor,

My God is worthy, and He will endure.

Therefore God exalted Him to the highest place and gave Him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow. (Philippians 2:9-10)

What a worthy God I have—not just in what He gives,

But in who He is: the reason that I live.

He is worthy of my trust, my time, my treasure,

My heart, my soul, my every pleasure.

So I will worship Him—not with reluctant, hesitant praise,

But with the full force of my heart, with all my days.

I will lift my hands, I will raise my voice,

I will make a joyful noise, I will rejoice.

What a worthy God I have—let the whole earth declare,

My God is worthy, and I will always be aware.

He is the Almighty, the Everlasting King,

What a worthy God I have—to Him I sing.

Amen.

Praise to God.

 Praise to God

A Reflection on Psalm 150:1-6, Psalm 34:1, and Psalm 145:1-3

Praise the Lord. Praise God in His sanctuary; praise Him in His mighty heavens. Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord! (Psalm 150:1, 6)

Praise to God—not with reluctant, hesitant words,

But with the full force of every heart,

With the highest song of every bird,

With the deepest cry of every part.

Praise to God—in the morning and the night,

In the darkness and the light.

When the sun is high and warm,

And when we face the fiercest storm.

Praise Him for His power—the breath that filled the void,

The voice that calls the stars by name, the strength that's employed

To hold the universe in place, yet bends to hear our prayer,

To lift the fallen, heal the broken, and show us that He cares.

I will bless the Lord at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth. (Psalm 34:1)

Praise Him for His mercy—new every single day,

For His steadfast love that never, ever fades away.

He does not treat us as our sins deserve, nor repay us for our wrongs.

His mercy is the constant rhythm to which our hearts belong.

Praise Him in the sanctuary—the place of holy awe,

Praise Him in the heavens—where angels sing and draw

Praise Him in the earth—where all creation groans,

Praise Him in the depths—where even darkness owns

His sovereignty, His power, His grace,

His love that fills every time and place.

Great is the Lord and most worthy of praise; His greatness no one can fathom. (Psalm 145:3)

Praise to God—not just with lips that speak,

But with lives that honor Him, with spirits that are meek.

Let every breath, every thought, every word we say,

Be a living sacrifice of praise to Him each day.

Praise to God—for the Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost,

The Triune God, the heavenly host.

Praise to the Father—the source of every good,

Praise to the Son—who shed His precious blood,

Praise to the Spirit—the Comforter and Friend,

Whose love and power will never end.

So let us praise Him—with all our heart, all our soul,

All our strength, all our control.

Let us praise Him in the storm and in the calm,

With every breath, with every psalm.

Praise to God—now and forevermore.

From the rising of the sun to the closing of the door.

Praise to God—this is our song,

Our prayer, our life, our whole life long.

Amen.

Generation of Believers

 Generation of Believers

A Reflection on Psalm 145:4, 1 Peter 2:9, and Deuteronomy 7:9

One generation shall praise Your works to another, and shall declare Your mighty acts. (Psalm 145:4)

A generation of believers—not by blood or birth alone,

But by the Spirit's work, by faith in the Son.

We are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation,

A people for God's own possession, called to salvation.

We are that generation—the ones who have been called,

From darkness into light, from the fall.

We are the ones who have received the Spirit,

Who walk in the light, who live to inherit.

A generation of believers—not silent, not still,

But declaring the goodness of God, doing His will.

We are the ones who carry the torch of faith,

Who pass it on to the next, who run the race.

But you are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, His own special people, that you may proclaim the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light. (1 Peter 2:9)

We are that generation—of the upright and the just,

Who put their trust in the Lord, who in Him trust.

We are the ones who fear the Lord and delight in His commands,

Whose children will be mighty in the land.

A generation of believers—not perfect, not without flaw,

But forgiven, redeemed, and held in awe.

We are the ones who stumble, yet rise again,

Who are upheld by His hand, who are not in vain.

We are that generation—of the promise and the vow,

The ones who are blessed, the ones who know how

To pass the baton of faith to the next,

To raise up children who are not perplexed.

Know therefore that the Lord your God is God; He is the faithful God, keeping His covenant of love to a thousand generations. (Deuteronomy 7:9)

A generation of believers—we will not hide His works,

We will tell of His power, His love, His quirks.

We will declare His faithfulness to the next generation,

And we will not fail in our holy vocation.

So we rise up, a generation of faith,

We will not be silent, we will not be late.

We will proclaim His praises, we will make Him known,

Until the whole earth is filled with His glory and His throne.

We are that generation—a generation of believers.

We will not be silent. We will not cease.

For the Lord our God is faithful, and His love will never cease.

Amen.

When I believe.

 When I Believe

A Reflection on John 5:24, Romans 10:9-10, and 2 Corinthians 5:17

"Very truly I tell you, whoever hears My word and believes Him who sent Me has eternal life and will not be judged but has crossed over from death to life." (John 5:24)

When I believe—not a date on a calendar,

But the moment my heart crossed the threshold of fear,

When I stopped trying to earn and started receiving,

When I let go of doubt and let grace draw near.

When I believe, guilt loses its grip, shame falls away,

The chains of condemnation crumble into clay.

The accuser may still whisper, but his voice has lost its sting,

For the blood of Jesus covers me, and I am under the King.

When I believe—not with a perfect faith, but with a mustard seed,

Not with a shout, but with a whispered, desperate plea, "I need."

Not because I understand all mysteries, high and deep,

But because I trust the Shepherd who His flock will keep.

If you declare with your mouth, "Jesus is Lord," and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. (Romans 10:9)

When I believe, I am not suddenly complete,

But I am suddenly His—forgiven, free, replete.

Not by the absence of my failures, but by the presence of His grace,

I am given a new identity: a child, a beloved face.

When I believe, every day is a fresh believing,

A remembering of grace, a receiving and a grieving

For the sin that still entangles, but a turning and a trust

That He who began the good work in me is faithful and just.

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here! (2 Corinthians 5:17)

When I believe, I cross over from death to life,

From fear to faith, from darkness to light.

I am no longer a slave to sin, but a child of the King,

And I have everything, everything in Him.

When I believe, I am saved. I am His.

And in this truth, my hope is fixed.

I believe. I am saved. I am His.

Amen.

Pentecostal Fire.

 Pentecostal Fire

A Reflection on Acts 2:1-4 and Matthew 3:11

Suddenly a sound like the blowing of a violent wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where they were sitting. They saw what seemed to be tongues of fire that separated and came to rest on each of them. All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit. (Acts 2:2-4)

Pentecostal fire—not a distant, ancient flame,

But a present, living power that still comes in Jesus' name.

The same fire that fell on that upper room

Is available today to dispel all gloom.

Fire—the presence of the Holy One,

The power of the Spirit, the work of the Son.

It is the fire that purifies and refines,

That makes the believer shine.

Pentecostal fire—not a physical flame we see,

But the spiritual presence that sets us free.

It burns away the dross, the chaff, the sin,

And makes the impure heart whole again.

"He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire." (Matthew 3:11)

Fire—that gives power to witness and to speak,

That makes the timid bold, the weary seek.

It is the fire that fills with love and joy,

That no enemy can destroy.

It falls on us—not because we are worthy,

But because the Father is merciful and the Son is worthy.

It is the gift of God, the promise of the Father,

The Comforter, the Teacher, the One who makes us gather.

Pentecostal fire—fall upon us now,

Fill us with Your presence, teach us how

To live, to love, to serve, to give,

To die to self and truly live.

I invite the fire—not to be consumed,

But to be refined, to be assumed

Into the likeness of the Son,

The holy, righteous, perfect One.

Pentecostal fire—burn in me,

Let me be a witness for all to see.

Fill me with Your power, Your love, Your grace,

Let me run the race, let me see Your face.

Pentecostal fire—fall again,

Let us be filled, let us not remain

The same as before, but transformed and new,

By the power of the Spirit, in all we do.

Amen.

Fire that cleans all unholiness.

 Fire That Cleans All Unholiness

A Reflection on Malachi 3:2-3, Isaiah 6:6-7, and Hebrews 12:29

"For our God is a consuming fire." (Hebrews 12:29)

Fire that cleans all unholiness—not a flame that destroys,

But a refiner's fire that purifies and employs.

It burns away the dross, the chaff, the stain,

And makes the impure heart whole again.

Fire—the presence of the Holy One,

The power of the Spirit, the work of the Son.

It is the fire that fell on Pentecost,

That fills the believer, never lost.

It cleans all unholiness—the hidden sin,

The secret shame, the guilt within.

It purges the thoughts, the words, the deeds,

And plants in the soul the righteous seeds.

"He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver; He will purify the Levites and refine them like gold and silver." (Malachi 3:3)

Fire—not a physical flame we see,

But the spiritual presence that sets us free.

It burns away the idols, the lies, the lust,

And turns the sinner's heart to trust.

It cleans—not by destroying, but by refining,

By melting the heart, by gently shining.

It removes the dross of selfish desire,

And purifies us with holy fire.

Then one of the seraphim flew to me with a live coal in his hand... He touched my mouth and said, "See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for." (Isaiah 6:6-7)

Fire that cleans—it is the Spirit's work,

To make us holy, to remove the murk.

It is the presence of the living God,

Who purifies the path we trod.

So I invite the fire—not to be consumed,

But to be refined, to be assumed

Into the likeness of the Son,

The holy, righteous, perfect One.

Fire that cleans all unholiness—

Fall upon me, Lord, I pray.

Burn away everything that is not of You,

And make me new, make me true.

Purify me, Lord.

Cleanse me with Your holy fire.

Make me whole, make me pure,

And let me in Your holiness endure.

Amen.

Almighty God.

 Almighty God

A Reflection on Genesis 17:1, Revelation 1:8, and Isaiah 40:28

Almighty God—the name that shakes the heavens,

The power that spoke the universe, the breath that gave us leaven.

Not a distant, silent force, but the Father of all grace,

Who holds the stars and yet bends low to wipe the tears from every face.

“I am God Almighty; walk before Me faithfully and be blameless.” (Genesis 17:1)

Almighty—not a tyrant on a throne,

But the Shepherd who protects His own.

His strength is not to crush the weak,

But to raise the fallen and to seek the lost, the lonely, and the meek.

He parted seas, He rained down bread,

He raised the dead from dusty bed.

He shattered chains of iron and steel,

And made the broken sinner feel

The weight of mercy, not the rod—

Almighty God, yet servant God.

“I am the Alpha and the Omega,” says the Lord God, “who is, and who was, and who is to come, the Almighty.” (Revelation 1:8)

In my weakness, He is strong.

When my days are short and long,

He supplies my every lack,

And on His shoulders carries my back.

What need I fear, what foe can stand

Before the might of His right hand?

Almighty God—my refuge, my tower,

My victory in the darkest hour.

I rest in You, I will not fall,

For You are God, and You are all.

Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and His understanding no one can fathom. (Isaiah 40:28)

Almighty God—the One who was, and is, and is to come.

The Creator, the Sustainer, the Redeemer, the King.

I bow before Your throne, I surrender to Your will,

And I trust in Your power to keep me, to fill me, to still

Every fear, every doubt, every anxious thought—

For You are God Almighty, and You have bought

My soul with Your blood, my life with Your love.

Almighty God—I worship You.

I praise You, I honor You, I glorify Your name.

For You alone are worthy of all praise and all fame.

God Almighty—my strength, my song,

My refuge, my peace, my whole life long.

Amen.

I came to Praise

 I Came to Praise

A Reflection on Psalm 150:1-6, Hebrews 13:15, and Psalm 34:1

Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord! (Psalm 150:6)

I came to praise—not out of duty or routine,

But from the overflow of a heart that has seen

Your goodness, Your mercy, Your unfailing grace,

Your love that has met me in every place.

I came to praise—not with eloquent words,

But with a life that testifies to what I have heard.

I came to lift my hands, to raise my voice,

To make a joyful noise, to rejoice.

I came to praise—in the morning when the sun is bright,

And in the evening when the day turns to night.

In the valley when the shadows are deep,

And on the mountain when the promises I keep.

I came to praise—not for what I can get,

But for who You are, the One I cannot forget.

You are worthy of all praise, all honor, all glory,

You are the Author and Finisher of my story.

Through Jesus, therefore, let us continually offer to God a sacrifice of praise—the fruit of lips that openly profess His name. (Hebrews 13:15)

I came to praise—with my whole being,

With my heart, my soul, my strength, my seeing.

I praise You for Your power, Your majesty, Your might,

I praise You for Your love that shines so bright.

I came to praise—not alone, but with the throng,

The saints of old, the young, the strong.

The angels, the elders, the creatures of heaven,

All join in the song that is forever given.

I came to praise—and I will not stop,

Until I reach the mountaintop.

I will praise You in the storm, I will praise You in the calm,

I will praise You with every breath, with every psalm.

I will bless the Lord at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth. (Psalm 34:1)

So I came to praise—and I will stay,

To lift Your name throughout the day.

You are worthy, O Lord, of all my praise,

And I will praise You for all of my days.

I came to praise.

Amen.

Our God is strong.

 Our God Is Strong

A Reflection on Psalm 147:5, Deuteronomy 10:17, and Job 9:4

Great is our Lord and mighty in power; His understanding has no limit. (Psalm 147:5)

Our God is strong—not a distant, silent force,

But the One who holds the universe and charts my daily course.

He weighs the mountains in His scale, He measures seas in hand,

Yet bends to hear my whispered prayer and helps my soul to stand.

Strong in creation—He spoke the stars to birth,

He formed the dust of Adam and breathed in him his worth.

The thunder is His voice, the lightning His swift flame.

The earth and heavens tremble at the speaking of His name.

Strong in salvation—He parted the Red Sea,

He broke the chains of Pharaoh and set His people free.

He raised His Son from death's dark grave, He crushed the serpent's head.

The power that conquered sin and death now lives in me, it's said.

For the Lord your God is God of gods and Lord of lords, the great God, mighty and awesome. (Deuteronomy 10:17)

Strong in mercy—though my sins are scarlet red,

He washes them as white as snow; He raises up my head.

His strength is made perfect when I am weak and small.

What a mighty God I have—my all in all.

Strong in love—a love that never fails,

A love that lifts the fallen, a love that prevails.

No power can conquer it, no enemy can stand,

For our God is strong, and He holds us in His hand.

Strong in justice—He will make all things right,

He will bring the dawn after the darkest night.

He is the defender of the weak, the refuge of the poor,

Our God is strong, and He will endure.

So I will not fear the battle, nor the giants in the land.

The same God who fought for Joshua is fighting at my hand.

Our God is strong—my refuge and my tower.

In Him I live, I move, I trust; He is my saving power.

He is wise in heart and mighty in strength. Who has resisted Him and come out unharmed? (Job 9:4)

Our God is strong. Let all the earth declare,

Our God is strong, and He will always care.

He is the Almighty, the Everlasting King,

Our God is strong, and to Him we sing.

Amen.

Hallelujah.

 Hallelujah

A Reflection on Revelation 19:1, Psalm 150:6, and Psalm 113:1

Hallelujah—praise the Lord, let every breath declare

The goodness, the glory, the grace beyond compare.

A word that echoes through the heavens, a shout that shakes the earth,

Proclaiming that the Lord our God is worthy of all worth.

After this I heard what sounded like the roar of a great multitude in heaven shouting: "Hallelujah! Salvation and glory and power belong to our God." (Revelation 19:1)

Hallelujah—not a whisper, not a sigh,

But a trumpet blast of praise that pierces the sky.

The angels cry it, the saints repeat,

The martyrs sing it from their mercy seat.

Hallelujah for the Father—the source of every good,

Who keeps His covenant, who gives us daily food.

Hallelujah for the Son—the Lamb who took our place,

Who rose victorious over death, who saved us by His grace.

Hallelujah for the Spirit—the Comforter and Friend,

Who leads us into truth and keeps us to the end.

Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord, you His servants; praise the name of the Lord. (Psalm 113:1)

In the sanctuary and the street, in the silence and the roar,

Let hallelujahs rise to Him who was and is and evermore.

When joy overflows and when tears fall down,

Hallelujah is the song that turns our mourning into a crown.

So I join the chorus of the redeemed, the great and small,

The ones who have washed their robes and answered the call.

Hallelujah! Let it rise from every tongue and tribe.

Hallelujah! For the Lord God Almighty reigns. Let all who hear, subscribe.

Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord! (Psalm 150:6)

Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Amen.

Sing as one.

 Sing as One

A Reflection on Psalm 133:1, Romans 15:5-6, and Revelation 5:13

How good and pleasant it is when God's people live together in unity! (Psalm 133:1)

Sing as one—not a solo voice alone,

But a chorus of the redeemed before the throne.

From every tribe, from every tongue,

From the young and old, the old and young.

Sing as one—not a discordant sound,

But a harmony of grace that knows no bounds.

The Spirit blends our hearts as one,

A symphony of praise to the Son.

One voice, one song, one anthem raised,

To the One who is worthy of all praise.

The melody of mercy, the rhythm of grace,

The harmony of hope in every place.

May the God who gives endurance and encouragement give you the same attitude of mind toward each other that Christ Jesus had, so that with one mind and one voice you may glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. (Romans 15:5-6)

Sing as one—the nations, the tribes,

The saints of old, the ones alive.

The voices of heaven, the voices of earth,

All declare the Savior's worth.

Sing as one—with joy and with tears,

With faith that conquers all our fears.

Through the valleys, through the peaks,

Through the silence, through the shrieks.

Sing as one—the church universal,

The body of Christ, the new life eternal.

We are not many, but we are one,

One in the Spirit, one in the Son.

Then I heard every creature in heaven and on earth and under the earth and on the sea, and all that is in them, saying: "To Him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb be praise and honor and glory and power, for ever and ever!" (Revelation 5:13)

So let us sing as one—not in our own strength,

But in the unity of the Spirit, the length and breadth.

One Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God,

One song of praise that we all trod.

Sing as one—and the world will see,

The love of Christ, the unity.

Sing as one—and the enemy will flee,

For in our unity, victory.

Sing as one—and never stop,

Until we reach the mountaintop.

One voice, one heart, one song,

To the One who makes us strong.

Sing as one.

Amen.

I commit my Life to you, Lord.

 I Commit My Life to You

A Reflection on Proverbs 16:3, Romans 12:1, and 2 Timothy 1:12

Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and He will establish your plans. (Proverbs 16:3)

I commit my life to You, Lord—not a part, not a piece,

But the whole of who I am, my joy, my peace.

I lay my past, my present, my future in Your hands,

I trust Your will, I follow Your commands.

I commit my days to You—the rising sun, the setting moon,

The hours of labor, the moments of rest, the strength to face the afternoon.

I commit my nights to You—the sleep, the dreams, the quiet hours,

When I am weak and need Your power.

I commit my heart to You—the deepest part of me,

The desires, the hopes, the fears, the mystery.

Guard it, keep it, make it pure,

Let it beat in rhythm with Yours, ever sure.

I commit my mind to You—the thoughts that run and race,

The anxious wanderings, the questions, the doubts I face.

Renew my mind, transform my thinking,

Let me be in Your truth, forever sinking.

Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship. (Romans 12:1)

I commit my hands to You—to serve, to give, to heal,

To build Your kingdom, to make Your love real.

I commit my feet to You—to go where You lead,

To walk in Your ways, to plant Your seed.

I commit my voice to You—to speak Your truth and grace,

To bring encouragement, to build up, to embrace.

I commit my will to You—the stubborn, grasping "I,"

Let it be broken, let it die.

I commit my future to You—the unknown, the yet-to-be,

The plans I cannot see, the destiny.

I trust that You will lead me, that You will guide,

That You will never leave me, that You will always provide.

For I know whom I have believed, and am convinced that He is able to guard what I have entrusted to Him until that day. (2 Timothy 1:12)

So I commit my life to You—not for a season, not for a day,

But for all eternity, in every way.

You are my Lord, my Savior, my Friend,

And I will follow You until the very end.

I commit my life to You, Lord.

I am Yours. Forever.

Amen.