Sing to the Lord a new song, his praise from the end of the earth. Isaiah 42:10
Don’t move from the hope held out in the gospel. This is the gospel that you heard and that been proclaimed to every creature under heaven. Colossians 1:23
I love verses like this. About singing and praising God with song. As a Lutheran, we have a reputation for singing loud and in harmony. At least that’s what Garrison Keillor says. Many years ago, I went to a Synod Convention in Northfield (yes, we used to have them far away and for two days). Opening ceremonies were held in the chapel. The acoustics were wonderful, and the singing. The singing was beautiful. We weren’t a choir, just a bunch of Lutherans singing in a church. And it sounded wonderful. Angels were jealous. It was a moment of God. Something I will never forget.
People all over the world love to sing. It’s a mood lifter and anti-depressant with no side effects. Singing isn’t an option in Scripture. It’s a command.
My Life Flows On In Endless Song by Pastor Lowery
“My life flows on in endless song;
Above earth's lamentation,
I hear the sweet dagger, tho' far-off hymn
That hails a new creation;
Thro' all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing;
It finds an echo in my soul—
How can I keep from singing?”
There are more verses, but you get the idea. I’ve written about singing before, so I don’t want to repeat myself.
God of hopeful notes, when I feel stuck in place, float your word into my heavy heart. Sing me your song of proclamation to move me by your Spirit beyond my present place. Like birds of the air, gather my words and send them to neighbors in deserts of exile and to the ends of the earth. Amen.
Peace, Susan Hanson