APRIL 4 – Solemn Sound
Psalm 92:1 A Psalm or Song for the sabbath day. It is a good thing to give thanks unto the LORD, and to sing praises unto thy name, O most High:
2 To shew forth thy lovingkindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night,
3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon the psaltery; upon the harp with a solemn sound.
Solemn –Religiously serious; piously grave; devout; marked by reverence to God; as solemn prayer; the solemn duties of the sanctuary
Sacred; enjoined by religion; or attended with a serious appeal to God; as a solemn oath.
I Corinthians 14:15 Paul’s instruction to the Church at Corinth is: “What is it then? I will pray with the spirit, and I will pray with the understanding also? I will sing with the spirit, and I will sing with the understanding also.”
The passage in Psalms seems to refer to our public day of worship. A time when we gather together on the first day of the week to sing to God and share a word of exhortation and instruction. The solemn part of singing is brought to us as we sing of a God who gives His son that I might live. It reminds me of a man and his son and his sons’ friend in a small boat. Suddenly a great storm came up and the boat was capsized and all three were thrown into the raging waters. The father, coming up to the top of the water searching for the two boys. Neither could swim and would need rescuing. As this father searched, he saw the two boys. The distance was too great to rescue both boys. A decision had to be made. The father had raised his son in church and the boy was saved. His friend was not saved. The father made the decision to rescue the friend because he was not saved. As he swam to the friend, he could see his son going down. How his heart was broken, yet he knew he had to rescue the friend so that he might have the opportunity to hear about Christ and be saved. He was comforted by the thought that he would see his son again one day. That friend did find salvation.
As I think of that story and think of my own son and daughter, I realize how difficult this must be. With tears, I think of what God has done for me. How solemn it is to think that anyone would give their life for mine. What a serious consideration. How this touches my inward most soul. How solemn my reflections. I come to God in solemn songs of praise. Songs that tell of Him and His majesty and greatness. Songs that are not about me but are about God and His Son Jesus Christ.
This brings some hymns to mind: “O How I Love Jesus.” “Amazing Grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me.” “I stand amazed in the presence of Jesus the Nazarene.
These solemn songs of my God and my Savior usher me into the throne room of heaven.
How about you?