Whether it be a sacrifice of praise or a living sacrifice, the aroma is pleasing to ME. The smell of your praise is sweet and soothing, to MY very soul. I made you for this, I formed you like a lyre and a cymbal.
Praise MY name in your dark times.
Praise MY name in your depression.
Praise MY name in the pain.
Praise MY name in the mistreatment.
Praise MY name in the face of chaos.
In your praise, I will inhabit and heal.
In your praise, I will fulfill your joy.
In your praise, I will be your peace.
In your praise, I will be your refuge.
In your praise, I will make enemies flee.
Like David, chase MY heart and dance before ME. Use your body, as a living instrument and make a joyful noise to ME, the Lord. Praise ME for I AM worthy. Exalt MY name to the heavens.
1 Chronicles 29:10-12
David praised the LORD in the presence of the whole assembly, saying, “Praise be to you, LORD, the God of our father Israel, from everlasting to everlasting. Yours, LORD, is the greatness and the power and the glory and the majesty and the splendor, for everything in heaven and earth is yours. Yours, LORD, is the kingdom; you are exalted as head over all. Wealth and honor come from you; you are the ruler of all things. In your hands are strength and power to exalt and give strength to all.
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