A new song for a new day!🎶

I waited and waited and waited some more, patiently,

knowing God would come through for me!

Then, at last, he bent down and listened to my cry.

He stooped down to lift me out of danger from the desolate pit I was in,

out of the muddy mess I had fallen into.

Now he’s lifted me up into a firm, secure place and steadied me

while I walk along his ascending path.

A new song for a new day rises up in me,

every time I think about how he breaks through for me!

Ecstatic praise pours out of my mouth

until everyone hears how God has set me free.

Many will see his miracles;

they’ll stand in awe of God and fall in love with him!

Blessing after blessing comes to those who love and trust the Lord.

They will not fall away, for they refuse to listen to the lies of the proud.

O Lord, our God, no one can compare with you.

Such wonderful works and miracles are all found with you!

And you think of us all the time

with your countless expressions of love,

far exceeding our expectations!

It’s not sacrifices that really move your heart.

Burnt offerings, sin offerings—those aren’t what bring you joy.

But when you open my ears and speak to me,

I become your willing servant, your prisoner of love for life.

So I said, “Here I am! I’m coming to you as a sacrifice,

for in the prophetic scrolls of your book you have written about me.

I delight to fulfill your will, my God,

for your living words are written upon the pages of my heart.”

I tell everyone everywhere the truth of your righteousness.

And you know I haven’t held back in telling the message to all.

I don’t keep it a secret or hide the truth.

I preach of your faithfulness and kindness,

proclaiming your extravagant love to the largest crowd I can find!

So Lord, don’t hold back your love or withhold your tender mercies from me.

Keep me in your truth and let your compassion overflow to me no matter what I face.

Evil surrounds me; problems greater than I can solve come one after another.

Without you, I know I can’t make it. My sins are so many!

I’m so ashamed to lift my face to you.

For my guilt grabs me and stings my soul until I am weakened and spent.

Please, Lord! Come quickly and rescue me!

Take pleasure in showing me your favor and restore me.

Let all who seek my life be humiliated!

Let them be confused and ashamed, God.

Scatter those who wish me evil; they just want me dead.

Scoff at every scoffer and cause them all to be utter failures.

Let them be ashamed and horrified by their complete defeat.

But let all who passionately seek you erupt with excitement

and joy over what you’ve done!

Let all your devoted lovers rejoice continually in the Savior,

saying, “How great and glorious is our God!”

Lord, in my place of weakness and need,

I ask again: Will you come and help me?

I know I’m always in your thoughts.

You are my true Savior and hero, so don’t delay to deliver me now,

for you are my God.” (Psalms 40:1‭-‬17 TPT)


A wedding song!

My heart is on fire, boiling over with passion.
    Bubbling up within me are these beautiful lyrics
    as a lovely poem to be sung for the King.
    Like a river bursting its banks, I’m overflowing with words,
    spilling out into this sacred story.

 Beautiful! Beautiful! Beyond the sons of men!
    Elegant grace pours out through every word you speak.
    Truly God has anointed you, his favored one, for eternity!
 Now strap your lightning-sword of judgment upon your side,
    O mighty warrior, so majestic!
    You are full of beauty and splendor as you go out to war!
 In your glory and grandeur go forth in victory!
    Through your faithfulness and meekness
    the cause of truth and justice will stand.
    Awe-inspiring miracles are accomplished by your power,
    leaving everyone dazed and astonished!
 Your wounding leaves men’s hearts defeated
    as they fall before you broken.
 Your glory-kingdom, O God, endures forever,
    for you are enthroned to rule with a justice-scepter in your hand!
 You are passionate for righteousness, and you hate lawlessness.
    This is why God, your God,
    crowns you with bliss above your fellow kings.
    He has anointed you, more than any other,
    with his oil of fervent joy,
    the very fragrance of heaven’s gladness.
 Your royal robes release the scent of suffering love for your bride;
    the odor of aromatic incense  is upon you.
    From the pure and shining place, lovely music
    that makes you glad is played for your pleasure.

 The daughters of kings, women of honor,
    are maidens in your courts.
    And standing beside you,
    glistening in your pure and golden glory,
    is the beautiful bride-to-be![h]
 Now listen, daughter, pay attention, and forget about your past.
    Put behind you every attachment to the familiar,
    even those who once were close to you!
 For your royal Bridegroom is ravished by your beautiful brightness.
    Bow in reverence before him, for he is your Lord!
 Wedding presents pour in from those of great wealth.[i]
    The royal friends of the Bridegroom shower you with gifts.
 As the princess-bride enters the palace,
    how glorious she appears within the holy chamber,
    robed with a wedding dress embroidered with pure gold!
 Lovely and stunning, she leads the procession with all her bridesmaids
    as they come before you, her Bridegroom-King.
 What a grand, majestic entrance!
    A joyful, glad procession as they enter the palace gates!
 Your many sons will one day be kings, just like their Father.
    They will sit on royal thrones all around the world.
 I will make sure the fame of your name
    is honored in every generation, as all the people praise you,
    giving you thanks forever and ever!
(Psalm 45)

A noiva de Cristo(Uma canção)

“Com o coração vibrando de boas palavras
    recito os meus versos em honra ao rei;
seja a minha língua
    como a pena de um hábil escritor.

És dos homens o mais notável;
derramou-se graça em teus lábios,
visto que Deus te abençoou para sempre.
Prende a espada à cintura, ó poderoso!
Cobre-te de esplendor e majestade.
Na tua majestade cavalga vitoriosamente
    pela verdade, pela misericórdia e pela justiça;
que a tua mão direita realize feitos gloriosos.
Tuas flechas afiadas atingem
    o coração dos inimigos do rei;
debaixo dos teus pés caem nações.
O teu trono, ó Deus,
    subsiste para todo o sempre;
cetro de justiça é o cetro do teu reino.
Amas a justiça e odeias a iniqüidade;
por isso Deus, o teu Deus,
    escolheu-te dentre os teus companheiros
    ungindo-te com óleo de alegria.
Todas as tuas vestes exalam
    aroma de mirra, aloés e cássia;
nos palácios adornados de marfim ressoam
    os instrumentos de corda que te alegram.
Filhas de reis
    estão entre as mulheres da tua corte;
à tua direita está a noiva real
    enfeitada de ouro puro de Ofir.

10 Ouça, ó filha, considere
    e incline os seus ouvidos:
Esqueça o seu povo e a casa paterna.
11 O rei foi cativado pela sua beleza;
honre-o, pois ele é o seu senhor.
12 A cidade[a] de Tiro trará[b] seus presentes;
seus moradores mais ricos buscarão o seu favor.

1Cheia de esplendor está a princesa
    em seus aposentos,
com vestes enfeitadas de ouro.
14 Em roupas bordadas é conduzida ao rei,
    acompanhada de um cortejo de virgens;
são levadas à tua presença.
15 Com alegria e exultação
    são conduzidas ao palácio do rei.

16 Os teus filhos ocuparão o trono dos teus pais;
por toda a terra os farás príncipes.
17 Perpetuarei a tua lembrança
    por todas as gerações;
por isso as nações te louvarão
    para todo o sempre.”
(Salmos 45)

Finding rest in God!

Truly my soul finds rest in God; my salvation comes from him. Truly he is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken. How long will you assault me? Would all of you throw me down— this leaning wall, this tottering fence? Surely they intend to topple me from my lofty place; they take delight in lies. With their mouths they bless, but in their hearts they curse. Yes, my soul, find rest in God; my hope comes from him. Truly he is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. Trust in him at all times, you people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge. Surely the lowborn are but a breath, the highborn are but a lie. If weighed on a balance, they are nothing; together they are only a breath. Do not trust in extortion or put vain hope in stolen goods; though your riches increase, do not set your heart on them. One thing God has spoken, two things I have heard: “Power belongs to you, God, and with you, Lord, is unfailing love”; and, “You reward everyone according to what they have done.”
Psalms 62:1‭-‬12 NIV

Encontrando descanso em Deus!

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A minha alma descansa somente em Deus; dele vem a minha salvação. Somente ele é a rocha que me salva; Ele é a minha torre segura! Jamais serei abalado! Até quando todos vocês atacarão um homem que está como um muro inclinado, como uma cerca prestes a cair? Todo o propósito deles é derrubá-lo de sua posição elevada; eles se deliciam com mentiras. Com a boca abençoam, mas no íntimo amaldiçoam. Descanse somente em Deus, ó minha alma; dele vem a minha esperança. Somente ele é a rocha que me salva; ele é a minha torre alta! Não serei abalado! A minha salvação e a minha honra de Deus dependem; ele é a minha rocha firme, o meu refúgio. Confie nele em todos os momentos, ó povo; derrame diante dele o coração, pois ele é o nosso refúgio. Os homens de origem humilde não passam de um sopro, os de origem importante não passam de mentira; pesados na balança, juntos não chegam ao peso de um sopro. Não confiem na extorsão nem ponham a esperança em bens roubados; se as suas riquezas aumentam, não ponham nelas o coração. Uma vez Deus falou, duas vezes eu ouvi, que o poder pertence a Deus. Contigo também, Senhor, está a fidelidade. É certo que retribuirás a cada um conforme o seu procedimento.
Salmos 62:1‭-‬12 NVI