1 Praise the LORD.
Praise God in his sanctuary;
praise him in his mighty heavens.
2 Praise him for his acts of power;
praise him for his surpassing greatness.
3 Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet,
praise him with the harp and lyre,
4 praise him with timbrel and dancing,
praise him with the strings and pipe,
5 praise him with the clash of cymbals,
praise him with resounding cymbals.
praise him in his mighty heavens.
2 Praise him for his acts of power;
praise him for his surpassing greatness.
3 Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet,
praise him with the harp and lyre,
4 praise him with timbrel and dancing,
praise him with the strings and pipe,
5 praise him with the clash of cymbals,
praise him with resounding cymbals.
6 Let everything that has breath praise the
LORD.
Praise the LORD.(NIV)
The urge to praise is especially strong when I am very happy
or very sad.
Perhaps praise during time of celebration makes sense, but
it’s when I’m grieving that the need to praise becomes acute. Loss makes us feel helpless and defeated.
Praise reminds me that I’m neither.
I remember when a death in the family hit me hard that I
cranked up the stereo to play “The Hallelujah Chorus,” along which I sang with
my voice cranked up at full volume, too.
It was my way of defying darkness and declaring my loyalty.
It felt right.
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