Good people, cheer God!

    Right-living people sound best when praising.

Use guitars to reinforce your Hallelujahs!

    Play his praise on a grand piano!

Compose your own new song to him;

    give him a trumpet fanfare. (The Message).

In ‘The treasury of David’, Spurgeon writes:

‘Even the righteous are not always glad, and have need to be stirred up to enjoy their privileges. For praise is comely for the upright. God has an eye to things which are becoming. When saints wear their choral robes, they look fair in the Lord’s sight. A harp suits a blood washed hand. No jewel more ornamental to a holy face than sacred praise. Praise is not comely from unpardoned professional singers; it is like a jewel of gold in a swine’s snout. Crooked hearts make crooked music, but the upright are the Lord’s delight. Praise is the dress of saints in heaven, it is meet that they should fit it on below.’

As Spurgeon observed, we are not always the happy people we could be; we live well below the possibilities open to Jesus’ own people. Joy often has to be chosen. You have to put it on as a garment. I don’t mean ‘feign it’, but, rather, choose it.

I find I can easily get sucked into a vortex of negative thinking. In such times, to deliberately thank God for as many blessings as you can think of will change the whole atmosphere of your thoughts. Your blessings are more than you can number. I know they are. Mine are too. But what are the greatest blessings? We will see as we move on in this psalm.