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O Lord! How Great Thou Art! - Psalm 104:1


"Bless the Lord, O my soul.  O Lord my God, thou art very great, thou art clothed with honour and majesty."  Psalm 104:1

 The songwriter penned: "Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee. How Great Thou Art.  How Great Thou Art."

 When the soul sings hearts are made glad.  A singing soul does not require even that you can carry a tune.  It only requires a personal relationship with Jesus Christ.  Jesus is the Song in our lives.  He is our Hope.  He is our Peace.  He is our Joy.  Jesus.  He is the Melody,  Jesus is the Author of harmony. Jesus.

 A soul that sings.  How majestic it is.   The singing soul knows that in the midst of any difficulty the Great God is in control.  Consider the birds of the morning.  They burst into song by the prompting of God.  The Lord is the True Director.  At His command all of nature fills their place.
Along with the singing birds there comes the rising son.  Clouds are in their place.  By the direction of God they appear fluffy white or cast over with the dark shadow of threatening rain.  

 In the present age in which we find ourselves, the deer are more prevalent in appearing in neighbors.
Geese walk down neighborhood streets and fly away to safety at the order of the Lord.  Why? I believe that the animals are illustrating for us the power of Great God.  He has restored their hope. Some while once hidden in select places are declaring that they know God and are unafraid. 

 I pray that the grand scheme of nature will recapture the attention of us all.    I do not want the rocks to cry out for me.  I choose to be a singing soul.

 Thus sings my soul!  Thank You Lord for another day.  Thank You Lord for Your protection and for Your provision.  Thank You for the chance to live another day.  Thank You for the joy in my heart and the peace that guards my mind even now.  Thank You Lord for being Great.  Thank You Lord for being Mighty.  Thank You Lord for being Faithful.  Even now my soul sings hallelujah.

 The troubles of the times do not negate the power of God.  He is in control.  Always!  Let us sing in our very souls: O Lord! How Great Thou Art!

 God bless!
in Christ,
Sis. Stephanie

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