went forth from ,
the house of Jacob from a people of strange language, Egypt
Judah became His sanctuary, Israel, His dominion.
The sea looked and fled; the
The mountains skipped like rams, the hills, like lambs.
What ails you, O sea, that you flee? O Jordan, that you turn back?
O mountains, that you skip like rams? O hills, like lambs?
Tremble, O earth, before the Lord, before the God of Jacob,
Who turned the rock into a pool of water, the flint into a fountain of water.
- Psalm 114
Will the world tremble and be moved by our buildings? By our entertainment? Our endless programs (we are a Swiss Army Knife, not a doubled-edged sword!)? Our money, celebrity, political power? Our open doors, open everything? Our willingness to water down everything to build bridges to nothing? Our habits and traditions? Our platitudes affirming what they already believe – that they are the center of the universe, little gods in their own right? What will cause the world to tremble and be moved before the Church? The presence of the Lord, and nothing else.
Keep His Word faithfully without editing or compromise, no matter how unappealing or unexciting this may seem to an unbelieving world that hates that Word and those who hold to it: “Jesus answered and said to him, ‘If anyone loves Me, he will keep My word; and My Father will love him, and We will come to him and make Our abode with him. He who does not love Me does not keep My words; and the word which you hear is not Mine, but the Father’s Who sent Me’” (John 14:23,24).
Church, open the Word by the power and teaching of the Spirit and enter in; Spirit, open us with Your sword (Ephesians 6:17; Hebrews 4:12,13) and enter in. And so, may we be ever in Your presence together now and forever as Your Church.
For the choir director; on the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. How lovely are Your dwelling places, O LORD of hosts!
My soul longed and even yearned for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God.
The bird also has found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even Your altars, O LORD of hosts, my King and my God.
How blessed are those who dwell in Your house! They are ever praising You. Selah.
How blessed is the man whose strength is in You, in whose heart are the highways to
Passing through the
they make it a spring; the early
rain also covers it with blessings. valley of Baca
They go from strength to strength, every one of them appears before God in
O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah.
Behold our shield, O God, and look upon the face of Your anointed.
For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand outside. I would rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
For the LORD God is a sun and shield; the LORD gives grace and glory; no good thing does He withhold from those who walk uprightly.
O LORD of hosts, how blessed is the man who trusts in You!
- Psalm 84