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Glory to God



"Give unto the LORD the glory due unto his name; worship the LORD in the beauty of holiness."
          - Psalms 29:2

"Ascribe to the LORD the glory due his name; bring an offering and come before him. Worship the LORD in the splendor of his holiness." - I Chronicles 16:29

"Not to us, LORD, not to us but to your name be the glory, because of your love and faithfulness."
       - Psalms 115:1


Dear Friends,


Why should we give glory to God?  The right response is "He is Worthy."  Only He is worthy.  When we "ascribe to the Lord the glory due his name" I Chronicles 16:29, we are honoring Him.  To give glory to God is to stand in agreement and acknowledgement of His Majesty.   When we praise God, when we worship Him we are in fact making a declaration and a testimony of Who God is.

There is a song by R. Roger Holland that I love.  It is titled "Worthy God."  

"Worthy God is who you are to me, set my soul free gave me liberty.                   Worthy God is Who You are to me. More than just a friend, unfailing love that     just won't end. Worthy God is Who You are to me."

I thank and praise God because He deserves all praise and glory.  He is the Object of my worship.  He is Glorious, thus possessing all glory. He is Holy. Holy God. The  Righteous One.  It is an honor to glorify His Honor.  

Glory to God!  Give Glory to God!  Saints!  Give glory to God.

in Christ,

Sis. Stephanie






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