Sing to the Lord a new song, for he has done marvelous things… (Psalm 98)
The ancient
psalmist had three things he wanted to say when he cast his words onto a page.
First, the Creator-God has not stood by and watched His world fail, and then
thrown His hands up in defeat with a shrug of His shoulders. His efforts have
not ended up in a cosmic waste can. The Almighty has lived up to His name,
despite what you might conclude after finding out Noah rode a big boat with his
family onto the top of Mount Ararat, a result of the Creator concluding that near-total
destruction of the world was warranted. He has made saving the human race His
objective, and has provided the means to that end. That’s rather an amazing thing
for the psalmist to say, centuries before the method (Jesus) was made known,
but this writer evidently had faith in the God he knew. Salvation is His to
give. Second, how does a planet full of needy people properly respond? With ecstatic
music, he says. Honk on that horn, strum those strings as loud as you want, and
raise your voice in a shout to say ‘Hurrah’! It’s a celebration of your team
winning it all, magnified ten times, at least. Euphoria captures everyone at
the same moment. That’s what His gift of salvation ought to inspire, right? And
yet, if we don’t express the enthusiasm He desires, the psalmist writes a third
message for us to hear. The inanimate will do what we don’t – seas resounding,
rivers clapping, and mountains singing – so that He is abundantly praised. Everything
will be made new and glorious in the New Earth, Eternity, so accept that His is
a righteousness not to miss. He’s fair, because what He has awaiting me is
worth what I can do to celebrate Him now, today. Don’t wait for another day.
You and I will marvel at His handiwork, and at His true nature fully realized
before our eyes in that day.
And so,
the anonymous writer of ‘Marvelous Things’ takes up a one-line echo of his psalmist-brother.
What He is preparing for us cannot be adequately described, so perhaps it’s enough
for you and I to say it is marvelous, and leave the rest of our adjectives for
when we finish the journey. Imagine you’re singing one part of the four-part
harmony the writer composed, as a single voice in His creation. You’re doing
your part, nothing more, but that’s all He asks. The rivers are there to clap,
not sing the mountains’ part, after all. He will leave me with my mouth agape
when I see Him in person for the first time. ‘Marvelous’, or maybe just ‘Wow!’
may be all I can manage to say at that moment. He might even leave me
speechless. What do you plan to say when you reach your journey’s end?
The bible’s Psalm 98 is the only resource used in the
above song story.
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