1Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all ye lands.2Serve the LORD with gladness: come before his presence with singing.
3Know ye that the LORD he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.
4Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name.
5For the LORD is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations. Psalm 100 (kjv)
This was read at the service last night at Wheatland Mission (www.wheatlandmission.blogspot.com). I remember Charlie having us memorize it in Disciple Bible Study, but don't think I could recite it fully now. It just seems familiar. Maybe I need to strengthen that part of my brain more.
Oh yeah, a couple of years ago I bought some Navigator's book at at a used book sale and tried to memorize 5 different verses at once while I was on the treadmill...should try to look for it again.
Back to Psalm 100: I like the King James' version in verse 3 about it is He that made us and not we ourselves...The other versions just say "we are His".
2 comments:
Memorization always ends up kicking me in the butt. That's a tough one. I do think it's valuable but I struggle with committing to it. It's nice to know some basic verses though. Thanks for commenting on friendship. Even though I'm just from KC, I feel the same way when I go home. I want to focus on my family, whom I don't get to see often enough. So we've not focused on some of those friendships, but we still keep in touch via Christmas letters, etc. I will say though, that most of those friendships began in college, and there's a special bond there. We can pick up with our college friends really quickly. Talk to you soon! So glad you guys are enjoying Wheatland!
I just told mom yesterday that I think our heads empty like our bodies. Our creator knows this and maybe He even designed us this way so that we literally turn to Him.
I hide His word in my heart. Ask my worn out Bibles. Do you think that means memo or could even mean meditation/reading?
Memo has always been difficult for me. (Ask the 2nd grade witch, I mean teacher, who cast me as Mrs. Klaus.)
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