Praise the Lord

To all of those,

who bear His Name;

give praise to God,

share of His fame.

He must be praised,

now evermore;

from rising sun,

to distant shore.

His glory reigns,

throughout the earth;

to heaven’s home,

through second birth.

He is enthroned,

our God, most high;

He cares for us,

none can deny.

Raising the poor,

from ashen heap;

He dries the tears,

of those who weep.

Our place awaits,

in righteousness;

He grants favor,

amidst the mess.

God honors hearts,

to Him are true;

providing peace,

all praise to You.

 

(Responding to Psalm 113)
 

Dear Heavenly Father, thank You that You alone are worthy of all our praise.  Thank You that Your love and faithfulness for those who follow, will not end.  Thank You that You are Lord over every tribe and nation, even if You are not yet known or received.  Forgive us for not presenting praise in all things and at all times.  Even in our deepest places of despair, we have reason to praise, as You will not leave us there.  We praise You for all that You are, and all that You do.  May our praises be ever presented before You.  Let our perpetual position of praise lead many to know the loving kindness that is found in You.  May the lost be found, and songs of sorrow turned to postures of praise.  All glory and honor to You, our holy Prince of Peace.  Amen.

© Shannon Elizabeth Moreno and Revelations in Writing, May 2011 – present.