Oct-20-0537-Bless the Lord, the creator
537_Bless the Lord, the creator Psalm 104:1-9 Bless the Lord, O my soul! O Lord my God, you are very great! You are clothed with splendor and majesty, 2 covering yourself with light as with a garment, stretching out the heavens like a tent. 3 He lays the beams of his chambers on the waters; he makes the clouds his chariot; he rides on the wings of the wind; 4 he makes his messengers winds, his ministers a flaming fire. 5 He set the earth on its foundations, so that it should never be moved. 6 You covered it with the deep as with a garment; the waters stood above the mountains. 7 At your rebuke they fled; at the sound of your thunder they took to flight. 8 The mountains rose, the valleys sank down to the place that you appointed for them. 9 You set a boundary that they may not pass, so that they might not again cover the earth. Vs. 31-35 May the glory of the Lord endure forever; may the Lord rejoice in his works, 32 who looks on the earth and it trembles, who touches the mountains and they smoke! 33 I will sing to the Lord as long as I live; I will sing praise to my God while I have being. 34 May my meditation be pleasing to him, for I rejoice in the Lord. 35 Let sinners be consumed from the earth, and let the wicked be no more! Bless the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord! A little boy was walking along the beach after a storm. The sand was littered with seashells, fragments of coral, and even bits of driftwood that the ocean had tossed up overnight. The boy bent down, picked up one shell, and held it up to his ear, listening for that faint whisper of the sea. His eyes widened as though he was hearing something far more profound than just an echo. When someone asked him what he was doing, he replied, “I’m listening to God’s voice in His creation.” That simple, childlike response is what Psalm 104 invites us to do? To listen—to really listen—to the voice of God in the world He made. This psalm is like a guided tour through creation, with the psalmist as our narrator, pointing out the majesty, beauty, and purpose woven into every corner of the universe. He does not present creation as random or meaningless, but as intentional, ordered, and full of God’s sustaining power. And as we listen to the psalm, we cannot help but join in the final chorus: “Bless the Lord, O my soul.” The psalm begins with a vision of God as a great King, clothed in splendor and majesty. The poet describes God using light as His garment, stretching out the heavens like a tent, riding on the clouds as His chariot, and making the winds His messengers and the flames of fire His servants. It’s a picture of royal majesty beyond imagination. Just as an earthly king surrounds himself with grandeur, attendants, and pageantry, the Lord of heaven and earth