At night I remembered my song; in my heart I mused, and my spirit pondered:I remember my song in the night. I consider in my own heart; my spirit diligently inquires:I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search.I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart; And my spirit maketh diligent search.
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you and your household. Amen. Amen. All right. Now, Psalm 77, verse six, Psalm 77, verse six, the psalmist wrote, I remembered my songs in the night. I remembered my songs in the night. Title of my message today is hold on to your song. Hold on to your song. I come with a word of encouragement for someone today who finds themselves in a midnight hour. The word of the Lord for you is hold on to your song. Give your neighbor my title as you take your seat. Hold on to your song. I know there's so many OGs here and people have been a part of the church for a while, but there's always some new people joining us, maybe in the room or joining us online. So will you just indulge me for a moment while I show a picture of my family real quick? We got a picture of my family up here. That's my beautiful wife, Anna. 16 years we've been married. My oldest son, Zion, Elias, and Olivia right there. …
… repeat it's psalm 77 verses uh five and six i have considered the days of old the years of ancient times, I call to remembrance my song in the night. I meditate within my heart and my spirit makes diligent search. Friends, you should memorize this. You should take a picture of that. That's something to remember. When I consider, when I go back and I span the years of my ancient times, I will deliberately call up to recollection my song in the night. And I meditate within my heart. Think about it. My spirit makes diligent search. Only God can answer your life's problem. Whatever's gone, is it because of your father? Is it because of your mother? Did somebody do you wrong? What's the issue? Take it to God. Do you have issues? We all do. Get in line. We take it to God. Thank God we don't have to get in line to talk to God about it. He's there for us in the most powerful ways. We call upon him and God takes our lives and he causes them to be repackaged in his grace and his mercy. And we can be influencers to those that are hurting. God wants to use us. …
"I cried unto God... You led Your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron." Psalm 77:1-20. THIS Psalm describes the condition of a child of God under deep depression of spirit. He is much tried and bowed, and yet, at the same time, the saint at last gets the victory and, before the Psalm is over, the clouds are all removed from the sky and the heart rejoices in the sunlight of Divine Love. It is known to every Believer that the experience of a Christian is very variable. We are like our own strange weather in this land. South winds blow and all is warm and balmy, but in a few hours the north wind comes, or the cutting east wind—and soon the ground is covered with snow or hard white frost—and yet, perhaps, in another day or two there will be a storm! Some Believers have all spiritual weathers in a week. Being somewhat excitable, perhaps naturally, they readily take to themselves wings and mount aloft, but then as a high soar is often followed by a great fall, these very Believers are soon sighing and crying out of the very depths and half doubt whether they are the people of God at all! Nor must I say that is common to merely excitable people. Some of the very noblest heroes in the Christian army have had a very dark experience to go through. If you read the life of Martin Luther, of whom we may well say that never braver soldier fought beneath the banner of the Cross, you will find him the subject of the most terrible exercises. He was strong in his God, but he was very weak in himself—subject to ferocious temptations—temptations the like of which probably few of us have ever known because we are not men of his gigantic mold, and God does not allow trials to come upon us which were only suitable for him. He oftentimes seemed to lie at Hell's gates, but then, again, the man seemed as if he had looked Heaven in the face and lived in perpetual communion with his God! …