23. My lips shall greatly rejoice when I sing unto thee. It will be no weariness to me to praise thee. The essence of song lies
in the holy joy of the singer. And my soul, which thou hast redeemed.
Soul-singing is the soul of singing. Till men are redeemed, they are like
instruments out of tune; but when once the precious blood has set them at
liberty, they are fitted to magnify the Lord who bought them. Our being bought
with a price is a more than sufficient reason for our dedicating ourselves to
the earnest worship of God our Saviour.
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