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:
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)
2 comments:
That is so, so beautiful. I'm glad the Lord reminded you of that verse. I think the words to some of the old songs and hymns are so deep and rich, it's good to bring them to mind. We have an old hymnal and used to just read the words to one song a day as a kind of devotional. They were a blessing... I think maybe we'll start that again.
What a great way to have devotions! Thanks for the idea.....now, I just have to find that hymnal! :-)
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