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Sing, Sing, Sing

So, it’s Sunday.

I almost rolled over and went back to sleep after my alarm went off.

In fact, I did…for a little while.

Then, I thought I heard Chicky getting ready in her bathroom, so I took a peek at the clock.

It was 7:30…still plenty of time to get ready for the 9:30 service.

I got up.

I am so glad.

Though Chicky wasn’t up yet (it must have been Molly walking through the house), I got ready.

Rooster was still asleep, recovering from band camp.  The Mr. was also still in bed, feeling a bit unwell.

I was on my own.

I made my way to church by myself and sat in my regular seat, smiling and saying hi to those around me.

And then the singing started.

It did not take but a nanosecond for me to be grateful that I had gotten out of bed for my heart rejoiced at the words that were projected on the screen.

Ironically, the worship band began playing Chris Tomlin’s song, Sing, Sing, Sing


Here are the words…

We will sing, sing, sing
And make music with the heavens
We will sing, sing, sing
Grateful that You hear us
When we shout Your praise
Lift high the name of Jesus

What’s not to love about You?
Heaven and earth adore You
Kings and kingdoms bow down
Son of God, You are the One
You are the One we’re living for

You are the love that frees us
You are the light that leads us
Like a fire burning
Son of God, You are the One
You are the One we’re living for

I think that often, we get caught up in a song’s beat without paying much attention to the words we’re singing.

Not me.

Maybe this is the English teacher in me.

There is something about actually seeing the words projected on the large screen at the front of the sanctuary.

As my eyes take them in, they enter my heart.

Think about the words of this song.

We sing praises to God, who HEARS us.

We don’t serve a God who’s not paying attention; thus, our voices do not fall on deaf ears.

God rejoices in the praises we sing to Him.  In fact, we can read several instances in the Old Testament where the Israelites worshiped God through songs and dancing.

Look at the second stanza.  EVERYTHING on heaven and earth bows down to Jesus, for He is the one we serve.  Those things that do not in this lifetime will, one day, pay homage on bended knee.

The third stanza, though, is what really got to me today.

“You are the love that frees us…”

Oh my.

Love hung on the cross all of those years ago.  It is a love that knew, from the beginning, that our sins would bind us to death and eternity in hell.

Love came down, in the human form of Jesus, and led by example…unto the point of death.

You know…there are three small stanzas in this song.  And yet, the words packed into each are p-o-w-e-r-f-u-l!!

As you go throughout the day and your week, set aside some time to sing praises to the One who was with us from the beginning and will never forsake us.

One Response

  1. I am so thankful `He is the love that frees us`

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