8bHulle het dag en nag sonder om te rus, gesê: “Heilig, heilig, heilig is die Here God, die Almagtige, Hy wat was en wat is en wat kom.”
Om oor te gesels:
– As jy vandag ‘n Psalm/lied vir Here moet skryf oor jou belewenis van Hom, hoe sou dit klink?
– Waarvoor is jy in verwondering oor die Here?
– As jy dit in een sin moet saamneem, wat sou die sin wees? Herhaal hierdie sin deur die dag vir jouself.
Hoe lyk dit om vir iemand te aanbid? Hoe aanbid julle die Here? Is daar iets wat julle fisies kan doen om julleself en ander te wys julle gaan nou vir God aanbid?
Lord of my life, Abba, Father, you are the Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the End.
You are the Christ, the Son of the Living God. You are my Creator and my Counsellor, guiding me daily to make wise decisions. You are my Comforter in sorrow, pain, or distress.
I praise you for drawing near to me when I draw near to you.
You are El Roi, the God who sees me, and you are Eternal, Lord.
You are my heavenly Father, and the father of the fatherless. How great are you and your faithfulness, God, day in and day out. You are holy, yet you made a way for me to approach you.
I praise you for being my Helper, and for your Holy Spirit’s conviction, correction, and protection in my life. You are invisible, but I see you with eyes of faith.
You are Jehovah God, and Jehovah Jireh, the One who provides for all my needs.
I praise you as my Jehovah Rapha, my God who heals, and for being Jehovah Rah, My faithful Shepherd.
You are not just King, but you are King of Kings, and Lord of Lords.
And yes, you are Jesus, the name above all names. With my whole heart I praise you, God.
You are Messiah, the soon and coming King. You are omniscient; you know all things.
You are omnipresent; everywhere at all times.
You are my Peace, my Protector, and the High Priest who became my Redeemer and Sacrifice forever. You died to set me free; you rose again and gave me Victory over death. No longer am I enslaved in sin; you are my Salvation, my Rescuer and my Refuge. You give me hope within. I praise you because you are trustworthy and true.
You are my Teacher, and your understanding and wisdom is beyond finite minds; you promise wisdom to me when I ask.
You are the Way, the Truth, and the Life.
Lord, I love that you delight in me and that you rejoice over me with singing. You know the number of hairs on my head, and you are always thinking of me.
You are preparing a place for me so that one day I will live with you forever. Maybe then—and only then—will I be able to praise you adequately in a way not possible here on earth—the way you truly deserve.
All my love, all my praise to you. Lord, oh, Lord.
How excellent is your name in which I pray!
Amen – Rebecca Barlow Jordan