“It’s so enjoyable to come before you
with uncontained praises spilling from our hearts!
How we love to sing our praises over and over to you,
to the matchless God, high and exalted over all!
At each and every sunrise we will be thanking you
for your kindness and your love.
As the sun sets and all through the night,
we will keep proclaiming, “You are faithful!”
Psalm 92:1-2, Passion
What is worship to you? What do you think ‘uncontained praises’ look like? I have been thinking a lot about this recently. Do I approach God as the majestic, almighty King of galaxies that He is – the true Maker of heaven and earth? Or have I whittled the great one down to fit my experience and meager expectations?
I believe that God wants to display His power and pour out His presence in ways that humble the hardest heart. I believe that He is waiting for bold prayers to be prayed with persistence for an invasion of our small moments with his massive vision. I believe Papa wants to break into our every day with the limitless wonder of eternity and change our lives forever!
Times I remember what I would describe as joy filled adoration of God in uncontained praise have almost always been ones where His presence has been so tangible my inner man jumped from his hiding place. It was as if I were turned inside out. Instead of my outer man being on display, that reserved and reasonable individual seeking to maintain an image of composure and calm, my spirit clothed me – took hold of every faculty of my being and abandoned all hope of holding in what can only be described as utter delight in the goodness of God.
Such praise is invigorating. Life flows unhindered from the heart to God and from God to the heart. It is an infilling we all need again and again.
Think of just a few of the words used here, in Psalm 92, a song that Jewish tradition holds was written by Adam…
Shouting with glee.
There is a richness to our worship that Papa wants to bring us into. A layered, vibrant, variety of expression flowing freely from a heart of love. Revelation of the Person we worship has the power to usher us into such experiences. When God is revealed as He truly is the heart responds with unfettered praise.
My prayer is that Papa will pull back whatever veil keeps us from seeing Him as He truly is. That the glory, his outshining heavy tangible presence, will once again fill our lives and the church.
No more striving to produce. No more fighting for significance. No more plotting for productivity.
All of my fruit will burst forth from the rich vein of praise. The everlasting fountain of God’s eternal nature will be the water that nourishes the garden of my relationships. My fruit will be the produce of vital connection to the Vine – a living relationship with Jesus.
Praise in public and more so in private – with each and every sunrise given to the One who made the sun.
Each night’s thanks flowing to the moon-maker.
“Papa, revive my heart again to praise you freely and without restraint. Remove the barriers I put up to maintain my faulty image. Let the Holy Spirit grip me in my inner man with revelation of your greatness. I don’t want to hold once drop of praise back that is due to your great name. Let praise open my eyes to your greatness and majesty. Let reverent fear so infuse my joy with gravity. Show us your glory, Lord, so your church can throw off every shackle and shame the devil!”
“Child of mine, I have ordained worship to shut the mouth of the enemy. If my people understand how glorious my purpose in praise they would surely cast off restraint in the sanctuary and lift their voice with glee. Like the shout of victory on the far side of Jordon, like the cry of delight when the walls tumble down. Praise and worship are my impenetrable weapon, designed to assert heaven’s authority in the circumstances of life and to call my Kingdom into being. Praise me child, and watch me work on your behalf.”