
Behold, bless the LORD, / All you servants of the LORD, / Who by night stand in the house of the Lord! / Lift up your hands in the sanctuary / And bless the LORD. Psalm 134:1
Hi, Elizabeth Baker here, getting sentimental as I think how similar my writing is to another craft I love so well. Singing. Both are deeply rewarding, financially unprofitable, and always an adventure, especially when I find the final product blessing only an audience of two: just me and Jesus.
They still let me sing solo in church although every time I open my mouth I know the clear, sweet notes I used to enjoy are not what they used to be. Yet, as the high notes begin to warble and the low notes become more strained, I can still rejoice because God puts his stamp of approval on many kinds of songs. Including mine.
Jerusalem was famous for its songs. Both men and women were employed as singers [Ezra 2:65, Nehemiah 7:67] and because they served in shifts, [I Chronicles 9:33] there was always music in the temple. Seven days every week, around the clock, day and night someone was singing in the house of the Lord. Many songs were vast productions. It must have been an honor and joy to be a part of that special, grand-scale praise.
But the Bible mentions another kind of music and the older I get the more value I see in this second kind of praise. This is smaller music. Personal music. Music that doesn’t need an audience to give it value. The psalmist commended those who sang by night in the house of the Lord. [Psalm 134:1] These were hours when no big production rang out and there was seldom a human audience to see the show. Nothing but an empty room and a single voice singing to the ever-present, unseen God.
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