Oh Lord, You Are My God
Most days it seems there is a need to call upon the Lord because of this disaster, that broken soul or some other situation that involves tears, heartache and pain. Even daily prayers are filled with lifting up others that have fallen or somehow need a little extra attention.
Today is not one of those days. For the past several weeks the Wuhan Chinese Coronavirus has swept across the land like a swarm of locust so thick it turned mid-day black as mid-night. The news of this menace has been like nothing seen in the past ten plus years of covering news. Let’s wash our hands, turn off the TV and spend some high quality time with our Lord. Let us praise and lift Him high. Let us sing songs of His glory and wonder and most importantly let’s praise Him because He is our Lord. Let us greet Him with thanksgiving and plead for forgiveness of our sins in this day, as we are surely guilty of sin in some fashion.
Let today belong to Him. Let His voice be what others hear when someone is speaking. Let His actions be the demonstration in the hospitals in Italy, clean up sites in Middle Tennessee and battered areas of Syria. Shout at the top of your lungs your love for our God who is the King of kings and worthy of it all.
Isiah 25 NKJV
1 O Lord, You are my God.
I will exalt You,
I will praise Your name,
For You have done wonderful things;
Your counsels of old are faithfulness and truth.
2 For You have made a city a ruin,
A fortified city a ruin,
A palace of foreigners to be a city no more;
It will never be rebuilt.
3 Therefore the strong people will glorify You;
The city of the terrible nations will fear You.
4 For You have been a strength to the poor,
A strength to the needy in his distress,
A refuge from the storm,
A shade from the heat;
For the blast of the terrible ones is as a storm against the wall.
5 You will reduce the noise of aliens,
As heat in a dry place;
As heat in the shadow of a cloud,
The song of the terrible ones will be diminished.
6 And in this mountain
The Lord of hosts will make for all people
A feast of choice pieces,
A feast of wines on the lees,
Of fat things full of marrow,
Of well-refined wines on the lees.
7 And He will destroy on this mountain
The surface of the covering cast over all people,
And And the veil that is spread over all nations.