I’ve always loved the Psalms. They are so expressive and lyrical. I appreciate elegant speech and clever wording, especially when it comes to praising God. Words often fail me here because God is inexplicable. He is beyond explanation or description. But the writers of Psalms do a great job. Here is a favorite verse:

“From the rising of the sun to its setting, let the name of the Lord be praised.” (Psalms‬ ‭113‬:‭3,‬ ‭CSB‬‬)

We are called to praise God all day long, every day. And I am eager to do so because He is so vast and loving and holy and creative and powerful and merciful and good and beautiful. Like I said, I’m no poet. So I turn to the Psalms for inspiration. Reading them reminds me of His glory as much as any words can.

“Let the fields and everything in them celebrate. Then all the trees of the forest will shout for joy before the Lord, for He is coming.” (Psalms‬ ‭96‬:‭12‬-‭13a,‬ ‭CSB‬‬)

Dear Lord,

I want to praise you in a way that is worthy of your glory, but that bar is so high. Thank you for providing beautiful words to inspire my praise of you. I’m glad you can hear my heart of praise when my words fall short.