Saturday, 4 July 2026

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.

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