Psalm 95:1-11 O come, let us sing to the LORD: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.… The whole of Glasgow is supplied with water from Loch Katrine. It is brought through the intervening country, and is distributed in pipes along every street, and from the palaces above Kelvin Grove to the wretched flats in the Saltmarket it tells, to those who have ears to hear, sweet stories of lofty peaks, wooded slopes, cataracts, and sparkling rivulets in its Highland home. Embosomed in the Mountains of Eternity, and reflecting in its placid sweep the magnificent devices of uncreated wisdom, we see the vast unfathomable ocean of Divine love. From that ocean a bountiful outflow of holy influence has come down into the human mind, and been divided into little rills known as "psalms, and hymns, and spiritual songs." Not to the rich only do they ripple, but also to the poor; labour forgets its weariness while taking in or giving out their sacred words, and the widow mingles their sweetness with her scanty food, and even the little child sends forth a triumph caught from their melody. Parallel Verses KJV: O come, let us sing unto the LORD: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.WEB: Oh come, let's sing to Yahweh. Let's shout aloud to the rock of our salvation! |
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