Sound of Music Week 2 – Libby Ungs
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Around midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the other prisoners were listening. Suddenly, there was a massive earthquake, and the prison was shaken to its foundations. All the doors immediately flew open, and the chains of every prisoner fell off”
2 Chronicles 20:18-28
18 Then King Jehoshaphat bowed low with his face to the ground. And all the people of Judah and Jerusalem did the same, worshiping the Lord. 19 Then the Levites from the clans of Kohath and Korah stood to praise the Lord, the God of Israel, with a very loud shout…
21 After consulting the people, the king appointed singers to walk ahead of the army, singing to the Lord and praising him for his holy splendor. This is what they sang:
“Give thanks to the Lord;
His faithful love endures forever!”
22 At the very moment they began to sing and give praise, the Lord caused the armies of Ammon, Moab, and Mount Seir to start fighting among themselves…
24 So when the army of Judah arrived at the lookout point in the wilderness, all they saw were dead bodies lying on the ground as far as they could see. Not a single one of the enemy had escaped.
27 Then all the men returned to Jerusalem, with Jehoshaphat leading them, overjoyed that the Lord had given them victory over their enemies. 28 They marched into Jerusalem to the music of harps, lyres, and trumpets, and they proceeded to the Temple of the Lord.
Worship is having a revelation about God and responding to Him.
An unveiling of what was always true, whether as enduring reality, past event, or foreordained future.
“What comes into our minds when we think about God is the most important thing about us.” – A.W. Tozer
If your revelation of God is small, your worship will be small.
How Great Thou Art
Oh Lord my God
When I in awesome wonder consider all the worlds thy hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the roaring thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed
And when I think that God His Son not sparing sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in
That on the cross my burden gladly bearing
He bled and died to take away my sin