I waited patiently for the LORD to help me, and he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the pit of despair, out of the mud and the mire. He set my feet on solid ground and steadied me as I walked along. He has given me a new song to sing, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see what he has done and be amazed. They will put their trust in the LORD.
When this was read in church on Sunday, it reminded me of something in my own life. When I was nine years old, I accepted Jesus into my heart. I received a wonderful gift: the gift of song. My instrument was my voice. I loved to sing and loved especially to sing songs to praise the Lord.
I’ve sung in churches, schools, and prisons, at weddings and funerals, on TV and radio, and as a missionary. I’ve sung in English, Latin, Italian, German, French, Korean, and Haitian Creole. I’ve sung arias, masses, hymns, pop, rock, and opera. I even sang on an album. But, what makes my heart soar, is singing praises to my Lord.
Not only did Jesus save me from the miry pit, He gave me a new song to sing. I guess I really just wanted to tell Him “THANK YOU!”