Hallelujah

To my cousin Barbara in Levelland, thank you for the idea, and God bless!

“And you, Solomon my son, know the God of your father, and serve him with a whole heart and with a willing mind; for the LORD searches all hearts, and understands every plan and thought. If you seek him, he will be found by you; but if you forsake him, he will cast you off for ever. Take heed now, for the LORD has chosen you to build a house for the sanctuary; be strong, and do it.”

Then David gave Solomon his son the plan of the vestibule of the temple, and of its houses, its treasuries, its upper rooms, and its inner chambers,and of the room for the mercy seat;    1Chronicles 28:9-11

 This passage of Holy Scripture comes from the soul of a man who understood God’s mercy and forgiveness.  King David tells Solomon to be faithful to God because Solomon has been chosen to build the Temple.  He specifically speaks of the mercy seat – the throne of God.

King David had his days, and when we look closely at his life we see sin, but we also see a repentant soul.  God loved David as he loves all mankind, and he pours his mercy forth with love and kindness upon those who seek, know, and serve him.

Look around.  Today the world is full of hatred, anger, frustration, death, and hopelessness.  An ideology of cruelty, hatred, and murder leaves little room for forgiveness and thankfulness.  Nations that abandon hope, love, caring, and a faithful love of God, become nations of dry brittle bones lost in a desert. 

Actual headlines today tell about a 16-year-old Turkish girl who “talked to boys,” and was punished – with death.  Her father and grandfather determined that the honor of the family was more important than the life of their daughter.  They bound her hands behind her back, dug a hole, placed her in a sitting position, and buried her alive.  There was never a word spoken about forgiveness, hope for a better tomorrow.  Murder was the only answer for the one who allegedly sinned and brought shame upon the family.

Travelling by train from Finland into Russia was an amazing awakening to the difference between a god-fearing nation and a godless nation.  Finland’s countryside was green, lush, and fertile, but upon crossing the border into Russia the countryside became brown and dirty.  The forests were a drab green color.  The stone fences were in ruins.  The train stations were all in need of repair.  The country roads were nothing more than ruts through fields of overgrown weeds.  In a word, it was grim.  God had indeed removed his hand from a nation whose government forbade them to love God and replaced the warmth and care of a loving God with enslavement to the state. 

I can only imagine how the people failed to see this transition. Yes, they were starving and terrorized, and I suppose it is much like the proverbial frog in the beaker of water over the Bunsen burner.  You just don’t get it until it’s too late. But is it indeed “too late?”  Never!  God is always there and always ready to heal our wasted land and forgive. 

Many in the Middle East are turning away from the oppressive tyranny of the ideology of death.  In Iran alone, there are men, women and children who worship the True Living God, and face the penalty of death if caught.

We must pray not only for our own needs, but for those held in bondage to an ideology of death.  Pray that God would give them courage, faith, and hope.

Leonard Cohen, a Jewish author and poet, wrote the song he called Hallelujah.  It’s about David, his sins, his brokenness, his cry for help to the Lord of Hosts, and God’s healing and forgiving touch. It’s a song about David’s cry of remorse, but more importantly it is about David’s shout for joy and thanksgiving.  God is always there, waiting, listening for our sobs, tasting our tears, and offering healing.  There is one verse that refers to Samson and Delilah.  And we know that Samson was indeed forgiven, and many wonder if Delilah too didn’t repent as she hid and watched while Samson pulled down the walls.

No more tears and no more crying.  For the love of God snatches us from the fears of tomorrow and never turns away from those who are his faithful.

 Watch Video performance of   Hallelujah  <– here.

 

 Hallelujah

By Leonard Cohen

Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don’t even know the name
But if I did, well really, what’s it to you?
There’s a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn’t matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn’t much
I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch
I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Hallelujah what a Savior! 

Courage Christians!

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2 Responses to “Hallelujah”

  1. Bea Lydeen Says:

    Beautiful, I love El Divo.

    • Bea,

      Thank you so much for stopping by. I discovered Il Divo two years ago, and I cannot get enough of them. Each voice is so deliciously full of their love for music. Their music changes the soul’s mood to a drifting contentment with all that life has to offer. And, that of course, knowing that nothing comes our way that is not filtered through God’s own hands.

      I hope you will be a frequent visitor and will encourage your friends to stop by also.

      God bless and keep you until we meet again.

      Paula

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