Psalm 149:1-4 Praise the Lord.

Sing to the Lord a new song, his praise in the assembly of his faithful people. 2 Let Israel rejoice in their Maker; let the people of Zion be glad in their King. 3 Let them praise his name with dancing  and make music to him with timbrel and harp. 4 For the Lord takes delight in his people;    he crowns the humble with victory.

O.  This is a command, not a suggestion. David was instructing the people and Himself to sing a new song to God. A new song that is a reflection of the new victory that God has given. He is telling them to find their source of joy and gladness to be in God and His administration. The people are instructed to praise the name Yahweh. With Hallelujah – Praise Yah. The people are to dance, play instruments and sing. This illustrates what we do in our worship services. If you don’t play an instrument, but have a voice – lift it up to your God. If you can’t sing – Dance with all of your might before your King. The key is humility. He takes delight in His people; He crowns the humble with victory. The humility of self-humiliation before man, for the sake of God’s delight and praise – Therein God releases victory. Worship becomes a testing ground for our hearts. He crowns the humble with victory. When we sing with all of our passion, dance with all of our might, play to the best of our ability or lack thereof; God isn’t impressed by the ‘musicianship’ of our worship, nor the ‘artistry’ of our dance. He is delighting in the humble. The one who knows that what they have to offer is a joke compared to what God gives. But like the little drummer boy – it is played and offered with all of our might. The humility of it all is what causes God’s heart delight. He brings victory to the Humble, not the pridefully deserving; those people can attempt to achieve victory on their own. They might even experience a victory; mans victory, which doesn’t last, but they will never share in God’s victory which is eternal.

A. Worship has always been super close to me. I first encountered God’s love during a youth worship service. No message was preached to me, nobody talked me into it; His spirit called me, broke me down, humbling me to the point that I wouldn’t leave until I knew I had given Him all of me and until I knew He had poured His mercy over me. I gave my life to the Lord singing an OLD song – This is the air I breathe, your very presence living in me. I had never heard it before. I hadn’t heard most of what was played at the church. The piano was loud, the guitar was hardly noticeable. The singing was far from amazing. The setting was a small country church in a town of 176 people. No glitz, no glamour, Just me and God and a handful of students: mostly home-schooled and sheltered. But God reached me then and continues to reach deeper into my heart through simple worship. The word says to sing a new song. It says to take delight in the God that lets himself be delighted by my broken praise. I can’t impress Him with my talents. He gave me them all. In heaven they will sing notes and frequencies that are not of this world. The angels voices rich, pure and deep shake the walls of God’s unshakable throneroom. The greatness and glory of heaven surrounds God, all pointing back to Him. But when I lift up dirty hands, when I come to Him without greatness, without Kingdom quality talent, When I come to Him with all that I have, though it pales greatly in comparison to what God deserves, to what God gets all the time in Heaven. He chooses to be pleased by my less than glorious praise. I sing a new song because He has done a new and great thing! He causes my grief to break to gladness. He turns my sorrow to joy. He trades my pain for pleasure and He covers me, cleanses me and makes it so that I can come to Him. But what I offer is not a mockery. It isn’t a mockery of music or art for me to offer Him the best of what I have; to give back what glimmer of glory He has deposited in me. He delights in humility. He despises the proud.

The past few weeks God has been building such momentum in worship times both individual and corporate. It isn’t because the team has all of the sudden gotten bigger or greater. It isn’t because we bought a fog machine and a strobe light. None of that happened at all.  It’s because from humble hearts we have let the new song, the song the Spirit sings. Crying “abba father” declaring His newness, His greatness, His new and present work in our lives and hearts. God has met us at a place of humble worship in a time when many of us have been having the hardest time. I think it might have something to do with the fact that we are in a season of perseverance. We are in a season when it is hard to praise God for our obvious victory; a time when it feels like we are losing, a time full of questions that keep us up all night. We are in a season when we want to build monuments out of the times when God moved in the past and try to revisit them. But God. But God has given His Spirit. He has let us maintain a humbled heart as we lift it up to Him. In seasons when things are hardest, His spirit makes the exchange in worship. Praising Him because He is worthy, not because we are worthy to give or receive it. He has brought victory to my heart, He have brought victory to my mind, and to my soul. He has met me in dark places, He has given a double portion. He has anointed us for the proclamation of His glory, praise and Honor. He is doing a mighty thing. Though the season we have been in has hurt for me. Though it has been hard to wait and see what He is doing. Though I may have been at some low points, questioning my worthiness to pastor such wonderful people, to lead worship and see God move. To preach, to be a husband to the most amazing woman in the world, and to parent God’s gift. I have come out humble, I have come out surrendered, I have come out with hands lifted and voice lifted, playing with all of my might and dancing before My God. He has brought the greatest victories to my heart. He has brought the greatest joy in worship. He has supercharged His gift and Call. Stay humble, Stay victorious.

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