When you have no words, worship. When all else has failed you, worship. When the pain is debilitating, worship. When you see no way out, just worship. As the world seems against you, worship.
There is power in your worship, your worship compels ME to move. It is your secret armament against the enemy. Your worship motivates ME and immobilizes the evil one simultaneously.
I inhabit the praises of MY people. Push past the pain to praise ME and I will be in your midst. I will partner with you in solving the hardest of problems. In your praise, MY mystery is revealed.
I am bound by the praises of your lips. I will always abide there. David was a man after MY heart in this same way. Though flawed he praised ME and though exiled he praised ME. You will find ME in your praise.
Psalms 150
Praise the LORD! Praise God in his sanctuary; praise him in his mighty heaven! Praise him for his mighty works; praise his unequaled greatness! Praise him with a blast of the ram’s horn; praise him with the lyre and harp! Praise him with the tambourine and dancing; praise him with strings and flutes! Praise him with a clash of cymbals; praise him with loud clanging cymbals. Let everything that breathes sing praises to the LORD! Praise the LORD!
