Bless the LORD, O my soul: He has been blessing thee; now begin thou to bless him. If, during the week, thou hast been busy about the things of the world now leave these unimportant matters, and come to the grandest exercise in which an intelligent spirit can be engaged. “Bless the Lord, O my soul.” Let there be no sleeping now, no coldness, no...
Bless the LORD, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name, We ought to be always blessing God; this sacred employment should be like an atmosphere surrounding us at all times. Yet there are special seasons when we feel as if we must wake ourselves up, and brace ourselves up, for some special adoration, talking to ourselves as the...
Bless the LORD, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name. Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefit? Three times the psalmist says, “Bless, bless, bless.” Come, my heart, wake up, awake every faculty, but especially my memory: “Forget not all his benefits.” Here is a list of some of them; as we read each one, let...
Bless the LORD, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name. Come, my heart, be down in the dumps no longer, take thy harp from the willows, tune its strings, and begin to pour forth its music to the praise of love divine.
Bless the LORD, O my soul: — Come, my soul, wake up, bestir thyself, for thou hast a great work to do. Psa_103:1. And all that is within in me, bless his holy name. Let no power or faculty exempt itself from this blessed service. Come, many memory, my will, my judgment, my intellect, my heart, all that is me is be stirred up by his holy name to...
Bless the LORD, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name. If things without are not joyous, let all that is within wake itself up to praise my God. He will hear me, even though I speak not. If I keep the praise within myself, he will hear the music of my soul. “Bless his holy name.”
Bless the LORD, O my soul: O my soul, be not thoughtless and wandering, but give this holy hour to the sacred employment of praising and blessing thy God! Psa_103:1. And all that is within me, bless his holy name. Let every string of my heart be now touched by the fingers of the Holy Spirit, let every faculty of my being wake up to praise the...
Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name. Come, my soul, wake up! Bestir thyself! Thou hast great work to do, such work as angels do for ever and ever before the throne. Let no power or faculty exempt itself from this divine service. Come, my memory, my will, my judgment, my intellect, my heart, all that in me is,...
Bless the LORD, O my soul, Do it again. If thou hast praised him now in thy heart, lift up thy heart yet higher. Let the praise come up from a greater depth, from the very bottom of thy heart, and let it rise to a loftier height, even to the highest heaven. “Bless the Lord, O my soul.” Psa_103:2. And forget not all his benefits: Thou hast a bad...
Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits: Alas! that forgetfulness of God’s benefits is an evil kind of worm that eats into the very heart of our praise. Oh, for a retentive memory concerning the lovingkindness of the Lord! Come, my heart, thou hast been thinking of many things whilst thou hast been away from the house of prayer;...
Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits: who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth all thy diseases; who redeemeth thy life from destruction; who crowneth thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies; This is a better crown than any emperor ever wore, unless he also was a child of God. Priceless gems and jewels rare adorn...
Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits. This shall be the first note of our grateful song, “We love him because he first loved us.” We have not to go abroad for materials for praise; they are all around us at home. “Forget not all his benefits” to thee, my soul; his overwhelming, his innumerable benefits, which have to be...
Bless the LORD, O my soul, Do it again. If thou hast blest him once, bless him again. Doth he not multiply to bless thee? Bless him repeatedly, continually, then. Never weary of the work. Repeat thyself in grateful praise. Psa_103:2. And forget not all his benefits: Thy poor memory has often been the grave of his mercy; but now call for a...
Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits: They are very memorable; they deserve to be “engraved as in eternal brass.” To be forgetful of them, will be a base form of ingratitude. Come, my memory, wake up: “Forget not all his benefits.” Here are a few of the choicest of the gems in this cabinet; the jewels are too many for me to...
Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits: This shall be the first note: “We love him because he first loved us.” We have not to go abroad for materials for praise, they lie at home. Forget not all his benefits to thee, my soul, his overwhelming, his innumerable benefits, which have to be summed up in the gross as “all his...
Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; Canst thou not praise the Lord for this? One of those iniquities, like a millstone about thy neck, would be sufficient to sink thee into hell; but God forgives them all. He does it now as much as ever he did. He still forgives, for the forgiveness of God to his people is a continuous act. Do thou, then,...
Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; What a great “all” that is! From thy childhood until now, thou hast been full of iniquities, and the Lord has been equally full of forgiveness. Psa_103:3. Who healeth all thy diseases; There is no other physician like him; and all human physicians, whatever skill they may possess, derive it from him. Blessed be...
Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; Hallelujah, bless the Lord for that! He who has felt the weight of his sin will leap for joy at the thought of the forgiveness of all his iniquities. Psa_103:3. Who healeth all thy diseases; He has restored some of us from the bed of sickness and extreme pain, and he is even now healing our spiritual diseases....
Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; Come, my soul, canst thou not praise God for sin forgiven? This is the sweetest note in our song of praise: “Who forgiveth all thine iniquities,” not merely some of them, the blessed Scapegoat has carried the whole mass into that “No man’s land” where they shall never be found again. Psa_103:3. Who healeth all...
Who forgiveth all thine iniquities:-- Yes, that is done. Thou art a forgiven sinner tonight. “All thine iniquities,” and they were very many, have gone from thee once for all. Wilt thou not sing about that? Psa_103:3. Who healeth all thy diseases; Thou art raised up from the bed of pain. What is better still, the Lord is at work with thy sinful...