1 Hallelujah! Praise God in his holy house of worship, praise him under the open skies; 2 Praise him for his acts of power, praise him for his magnificent greatness; 3 Praise with a blast on the trumpet, praise by strumming soft strings; 4 Praise him with castanets and dance, praise him with banjo and flute; 5 Praise him with cymbals and a big bass drum, praise him with fiddles and mandolin. 6 Let every living, breathing creature praise God! Hallelujah! msg.
1 May the LORD answer you when you are in distress; may the name of the God of Jacob protect you. V 2 May he send you help from the sanctuary and grant you support from Zion. v 3 May he remember all your sacrifices and accept your burnt offerings. V 4 May he give you the desire of your heart and make all your plans succeed. V 5 May we shout for joy over your victory and lift up our banners in the name of our God. May the LORD grant all your requests. V 6 Now this I know: The LORD gives victory to his anointed. He answers him from his heavenly sanctuary with the victorious power of his right hand. V7 Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the LORD our God. V 8 They are brought to their knees and fall, but we rise up and stand firm. V 9 LORD, give victory to the king! Answer us when we call! (NIV).
We are all familiar with the picture by a well-known artist which portrays Christ standing at the door. It is one of the few pictures on a text of Scripture which has caught the imagination of the people. We see the door hanging on rusty hinges and covered with the trailing growth of years. And we see Christ, clad in His kingly robes, out in the dew and darkness of the night. And in the one hand He bears a lighted lamp whose rays are penetrating through the chinks and crevices, and with the other He is knocking at the door. You know the title the artist gave that picture. He did not call it “Christ knocking at the door.” He called it–and there is spiritual genius in the title–“I am the light of the world.” For him the wonder of it all was that the light which is life and blessedness and victory should be so near the door of every heart.
And after all, when you come to think of it, that is the most wonderful thing about this text. It is not the knocking at the closed door; it is the overwhelming thought of Him who knocks. Were it some emperor whose word is law to millions, it would be sufficiently awful and impressive. Were it some angel as he who came to Abraham, it would be a very memorable visitor. But when a man goes apart into some silent place and dwells upon the fact that knocking at his heart is CHRIST, I tell you it thrills him to the very depths. Not Jesus, who walked amid the fields of Galilee. He is no longer walking amid the fields of Galilee. He is no longer rejected and despised, homeless, with no shelter for His head. He is the risen Christ, exalted to the heavens, invested with all the authority of glory and yet, behold He stands at the door and knocks. At the door of your heart, my brother and my sister. You know what passions and what sins are knocking there, clamorous rabble–Christ is standing, the living, glorious Christ, and in infinite mercy He is knocking too
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