A New Attitude as a Tuned-up Instrument to Sing a New Song to the LORD

My heartstrings become “out of tune,” immediately when they’re hit with news of the world today.

So, I fight to think of something good. This hymn always rescues me:

Come, thou Fount of every blessing,
tune my heart to sing thy grace;
streams of mercy, never ceasing,
call for songs of loudest praise
, (Come Thou Fount, Robert Robinson, 1758).

This is the prayer I can’t find to pray when I’m hit with sudden heaviness. I need a heart tune-up.

“Come thou Fount of every blessing!”

So, I talk to the Lord,

“Jesus, Your greatest work is You died on the cross, for me. For the “sins of the world, You are the Lamb of God.”

I think of the two guilty men on either side of You, each on a cross. You were innocent, without guilt, shame, or sin.

Yet, one of the guilty men was changed in an instant. He watched You, listened to You, and he believed. And he rebuked the other criminal.”

So, I opened God’s Word to read the account.

Everything became crystal clear to him:

 One of the criminals who were hanged there was hurling abuse at Him, saying, “Are You not the Christ? Save Yourself and us!” 

 But the other responded, and rebuking him, said, “Do you not even fear God, since you are under the same sentence of condemnation?  And we indeed are suffering justly, for we are receiving what we deserve for our crimes; but this man has done nothing wrong.” 

And he was saying, “Jesus, remember me when You come into Your kingdom!” And He said to him, “Truly I say to you, today you will be with Me in Paradise”

(Luke 23: 39-43).

This thief and liar was instantly changed. In the presence of the Lord, He watched. he heard. He believed. That’s what the Lord is showing me I must do. Everyday.

My heaviness and attitude are lifted and softened. I look at Jesus in His Word and hear what He says.

The hymn reminds me: I need continual reminders of the power of God, whom I believe.

I’ve got to fight the fight of faith all day long with praise and prayer:


Teach me some melodious sonnet,
sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount I’m fixed upon it
mount of God’s redeeming love
(Come Thou Fount, Robinson).

I went to a “melodious sonnet,” in Psalm 98. I discover again, my heavy heart becomes hopeful, with faith, to believe God is great again. I have thankfulness again.

God’s Word is living:

Sing to the Lord a new song,
    for he has done marvelous things;
his right hand and his holy arm
    have worked salvation for him.


The Lord has made his salvation known
    and revealed his righteousness to the nations.


He has remembered his love
    and his faithfulness to Israel;
all the ends of the earth have seen
    the salvation of our God
” Psalm 98: 1-3.

God’s reminding me, “Keep your eyes on My marvelous works and pray to Me. Ask of Me!

“Do you love My ocean? The sound of My rivers? My sunrises, My sunsets?

 Let the sea resound, and everything in it,
    the world, and all who live in it.
Let the rivers clap their hands,
    let the mountains sing together for joy;
let them sing before the Lord,
    for he comes to judge the earth.
He will judge the world in righteousness
    and the peoples with equity.
Psalm 98:7-9.

God is Big. There’s nothing our God can’t do!

There is power in the name of Jesus. There’s life in His Word. This is my safe place.

Today, will you join me to lift our eyes, and, yes, even our hands in faith and praise the Lord, together? Today,

Here I raise my Ebenezer
Here by Thy great help, I’ve come
And I hope by Thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home
.

Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wandering from the fold of God
He to rescue me from danger
Interposed His precious blood
.

Prone to wander, Lord I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Here’s my heart, oh take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above
(Come Thou Fount, Robinson).

As an orchestra, with eyes up, yes, and even arms raised, let’s be changed in an instant in faith of God through Jesus, His Son:

Here’s my heart
Oh take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above
.

Tell someone of your heart change, your new attitude. And let a child keep our faith on track with this:

Ella/My God is so Big!

Tune me again Lord, and again . . .

“Tune it up. It’s flat.”
When an instrument’s out of tune, it  brings about a stop. Before moving on, it’s got to be tuned.
So, with a turn of a peg, or a bit more complicated maneuver, an instrument is brought back to position, that harmony may once again be brought to the ear.
If it were only that easy for the human race.
Our hearts go out of tune. Sometimes by our own hard strums, but also by outward bumps and hits.
But who can tune a heart?
We try, and we fail. The task is too hard.
Words were penned way back in 1757. Robert Robinson wrote a familiar hymn. A turning of the head, can prove to any stubborn heart—remedy and hope for today.
Read aloud, or sung alone, there’s something supernatural when we desperately need a new tune.
Let it go, and let the sound out.  Speak with me old words, that perhaps they are our help to turn our head and tune our heart.
Come Thou fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing Thy grace
Streams of mercy, never ceasing/Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet/Sung by flaming tongues above
Praise the mount, I’m fixed upon it
Mount of Thy unchanging love
A battle rages.  Our eyes haven’t been fixed upon the mount. We forgot that with God, streams of mercy never cease. Our eyes haven’t sung melodious psalms. We forgot that unlike any man, God’s has unchanging love.
 Simon, Simon, Satan has asked to sift all of you as wheat.  But I have prayed for you, Simon, that your faith may not fail. And when you have turned back, strengthen your brothers” Luke 22:31,32 speaks clearly words that we feel are our reality.
The hymn. The hymn. Let’s remind ourselves of God’s faithful presence and peace:

Here I raise my Ebenezer
Here there by Thy great help I’ve come
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home
Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wandering from the fold of God
He, to rescue me from danger
Interposed His precious blood

Our hearts can’t believe in any love like this. So we will continue to read aloud, our remedy, God’s bliss:

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be
Let that grace now, like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to Thee
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above

God, help us!  Prone to wander, Lord I feel it. Prone to leave the God I love.
Here is the turn that will bring back the harmony again:
“Here’s my heart Lord,
take,
and seal it,
seal it for Thy courts above.”
Simon, Simon, Satan has asked to sift all of you as wheat.  But I have prayed for you, Simon, that your faith may not fail. And when you have turned back, strengthen your brothers” Luke 22:31,32. 

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