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SINGING AS UNTO THE LORD


SINGING AS UNTO THE LORD

I am quite sure that majority of us would agree with me that singing is a very vital aspect of worship unto God. God created the morning stars to sing continually before Him, but unfortunately they failed. God longs once again for the harmony that once rang through the Heavenly terrain to flow through the mouths of His pre-destinated saints.  In this blog post I will love to address in particular the worship leaders, choristers or anyone who loves gospel music. There must be a special hint to your worship that differentiates it from the normal secular or worldly music.
When we sing, we must take note of what God desires in music. It isn’t all about the harmony or sweetness of the song to the ear that makes the song acceptable in God’s ears. We must serve God the best delicacy knowing that He feeds on our praises. Let’s sit back and learn as the Lord teaches us the recipe for His favorite food.
·         The song must ascribe glory to God.
·         The lyrics of the song must center on God.
·         Check the origin of the song: The artiste who sang the song must be a true believer. The circumstance surrounding the production of the song also matters a lot.
·         There must be evidence of the Holy Spirit’s inspiration in the song.
·         Do not offer to God that which costs you nothing.

A song that God accepts is that which spring up from a humble and pure heart. It isn’t necessarily the song that is trending or popular. You don’t have to have an ‘angelic’ voice either.

A SONG OF WORSHIP MUST SPRING FROM THE FOUNTAIN OF LIFE WITHIN ONE
 




                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
Hymnody is sweet with the longing after God, the God whom, while the singer seeks, he knows he has already found. – A W Tozer.

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  1. UnknownMay 2, 2020, 9:55:00 PM

    Honestly..This Piece is Soul-touching...God Bless you

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