” v.1-3. The Holy God is Sovereign. “The Lord reigneth.” v.4-5. The Holy God is Righteous. “Judgment… equity… righteousness” v.6-9. The Holy God is Faithful. “They called… He answered.”
Psalm 99:5, 9. “Exalt ye the Lord our God, and worship at his footstool; for he is holy… Exalt the Lord our God, and worship at his holy hill; for the Lord our God is holy.”
EXALT THE LORD. I look: the light, the colors, the shapes display order – The order of One who has a plan that has worked perfectly. The footstool of His feet – this earth – has so many beauties. What must the place where He sits be like? And I worship here, at His footstool.
There are sounds I hear this morning: birds harmonizing – It’s their nature, perhaps, but it brings joy to me – Awareness that God is on His throne, maintaining them – Knowing when a small one falls and where they nest – And I worship Him at His footstool.
Every plant around me is unique – colors vary. The shape of leaves reflects the glory of the divine Artist. Some for sight, some for food, some for scent – Each fulfilling its orderly progression through the days – And I worship Him and honor Him at His footstool.
I was at His holy hill and from there could see back – Back to Calvary – and even beyond that to types and shadows. I stood with Adam, draped with skins of a newly slain animal – And Noah by his ark of safety – and the “offerers” who put hands on animal heads – And I worshipped as I thought of Him at His holy hill.
The voices of praise, prayer, and quiet “Amens” bring me to “now.” And remembering my Lord: His love, His grace, His mercy – I thought of Him, and the voices of remembrance were raised – The cross and its impact on me and others were powerful – And I worshipped at His Word and deeds at His holy hill.
The songs of testimony and words of glad tidings stirred in me Thoughts of saving grace and the results in human lives. I watched the descent into the water and saw the wetness of baptism, And I knew this was right – everywhere I turned, the Lord was exalted And I worshipped then, and now, at His holy hill.
“Father, hear these words of my meditation, and may You be honored in these thoughts I have had here today. In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen.”