A blog by Celia Jolley, a daily devotion with scripture of the day applied to a woman's life, with quotes, poetry, and stories about savoring the beauty of life, family, and how to worship the Lord. Occasional original short stories sneak in now and then, just for fun fiction.
Friday, January 20, 2017
Okay, here's the finale!
Hear it before we leave the Psalms...
"Praise Him with trumpet sound;
Praise Him with harp and lyre,
Praise Him with timbrel and dancing;
Praise Him with stringed instruments and pipe.
Praise Him with loud cymbals;
Praise Him with resounding cymbals.
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.
Praise the Lord!
It kinda makes you think that maybe heaven might be a little loud sometimes!
"Trumpet" can be rendered, "shopher" which means bright or clear.
Psaltery and harp speak to us in figure of 'law and gospel.'
(Thomas Le Blanc)
"Saint Augusine says here,
'No kind of faculty is here omitted.
All are enlisted in praise of God.'
The breath is employed in blowing the trumpet;
the fingers at used in striking the strings of the psaltery and the harp;
the whole hand is exerted in beating the timbrel;
the feet, the dance."
"In the heavenly Lamb twice happy I am,
And my heart it doth dance at the sound of His name."
Remember that this is from a shepherd, David,
one who played the shepherd's pipe, no doubt, the Pan pipes and the harp.
"The shepherds pipe is the same name for the single row
as is the about fifty pipes placed...
each is an organ," a pipe organ,
the kind played in sanctuaries." ("Treasury of David")
"Doubtless many a pious shepherd
has poured out gracious pastorals
from a reed or oaten pipe
and so has magnified His God."
Did God have this Psalm in mind when the angels burst from the heavenlies with the good news
that His only begotten Son was born, and--of all peoples--delivered it to the shepherds. It doesn't really say, but we all have imagined the sounds that accompanied that joyful announcement. Was it a choir singing? Was it a symphony? I don't think it was quiet elevator music going on. Because the greatest event in human history up to this point was just happening. I kinda think that when those angels party, it gets rowdy-noisy with joying going on, like cymbal-banging loud. It was so joyful that it broke right through the clouds and fell down on some shepherds. Do you get the picture this Psalm is expressing?
I wish God had included snare drums, those big heart-pounding drums in with the cymbals. Maybe he was waiting for the drummers to arrive. But loud cymbals could drown out all the others, so they must just come in here and there to accent the harps, guitars, wind instruments. Maybe the dancing is more like the Lord of the Dance, Scottish dancing with pounding feet rather than the ballet or courtly dancing with intricate moves as in Regency era. My guess is that it is wild and beautiful dancing, dancing until you lose your breath.
"Let everything that has breath praise the Lord."
"His name is in the Hebrew composed rather of breathings than of letters,
to how all breath comes from Him: therefore should be used for Him."
"1. The august Giver of 'life and breath and all things.'
2. The due and true use of the gift of life.
3. The resultant swaddling of the earth in consecrated atmosphere,
And millennial Hallelujahs."
Time to practice!
We better prepare ourselves to join the rowdies of heaven in their loud party!
The very air we'll breath will vibrate with Hallelujahs!
So, farewell, sweet Psalms.
It has been a beautiful journey
walking with the shepherd & King, David.
I could listen and listen and listen to his songs/Psalms clear to eternity.