Praise ye the LORD. Praise God in his sanctuary: praise him in the firmament of his power. Praise him for his mighty acts: praise him according to his excellent greatness. Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and harp. Praise him with the timbrel and dance: praise him with stringed instruments and organs. Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high sounding cymbals. Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD. Praise ye the LORD (Psalm 150).
Praise God, from whom all blessing flow; praise Him all creatures here below; praise Him above, ye heav'nly host; praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.
Thomas Ken 1637-1711, Public Domain
Happy Thanksgiving, dear friends! May His love, joy, and peace fill your hearts as you offer praise to Him. ❤
Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah (Psalm 32:7).
When I scheduled my last post, I didn’t realize I would eat and sleep those words.
As a medical assistant, my daughter knows the risks of her job. We both do. Every morning, I stand on a step and hug my family and pray for their safety. The last Friday in July, I held my daughter as she cried from exhaustion and prayed.
Earlier that morning, I’d listened to “Great is Thy Faithfulness” on YouTube, and a random playlist was now playing. Every song was magnifying the Lord and His faithfulness to us. I began singing the words over my daughter. After she left for work, I made a mental note of the songs.
Thankfully, she works with an incredible medical staff. That afternoon she took a Covid test. Negative. She was relieved. But Saturday morning, she received a call from a coworker who’d also received a negative result. This time the test was positive. Lulu retested. Positive. Both vaccinated and unvaccinated tested positive. Both suffered.
I say that not as a political statement or pro-vaccine statement. But to let you know, the Delta strain shows no partiality. It hits and hits hard. I watched my kid as she battled this sickness. And I also watched as she prepared to go back to the frontlines without hesitation. She is part of a group of heroes that need our daily prayers. Pray for the medical workers.
Now back to my original thought (if that’s even possible). As the days passed, songs would play in my head, encouraging me as I encouraged her. After a long sleepless night, she began texting me because it was hard for her to talk. She was tired and ready for it to be over. I texted her the following:
PARDON for sins and a PEACE that endureth
Thine own dear PRESENCE to CHEER and to GUIDE
STRENGTH for today and BRIGHT HOPE for tomorrow
BLESSINGS all mine with ten thousand besides
She immediately replied, “What is that from?”
I told her it was from the Friday morning playlist. Now, most of you reading those words will remember the song from my last post. But I confess, as a worship leader, I’ve always loved the second verse best. However, the third verse played in my head, or over me, during the days and nights of this battle. Every morning, we focused on the words, “Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow.” Bright hope was our lifeline.
I’m still in awe of how the Lord led us through that week with songs of deliverance.
It’s taking time, but everyone is gaining their strength. Please pray for our heroes on the front lines. It takes courage to do what they’re doing.
In closing, I want to thank everyone for your prayers. If you were part of those praying for us on social media. Thank you so much. Your prayers were felt. The night I posted that request was the first night we all slept.
Thank you for your patience with my random posting. It has been an exhausting and blessed month.
If you’re in a battle, I pray the Lord will lay on your heart a song of deliverance. The following song was part of our playlist. Enjoy.
Do you have a go-to song when trouble comes knocking at your door?
Great Is Thy Faithfulness Thomas O. Chisholm (1923) Public Domain