Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you. Psalms 63:3
I read this verse this morning, and it gave me pause. Yes, His love is better than life, so much so that when I catch just the merest glimpse of the depth of that reality, I know that my lips cannot truly glorify Him enough. It reminded me of this verse from a hymn penned somewhere around the early 1900's. I sang this song as a teenager, and I realize that I didn't comprehend the depth of the words I sang, but I remembered them and count it a gift that the Lord brought them to me this morning.
So tonight, I leave you with this thought:
"Could we with ink the ocean fill
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade,
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry.
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.
O Love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure
The saints' and angels' song."
(from The Love of God by F. M. Lehman)