Sunday, February 28, 2010

The Lord Is a Warrior

For some reason, several weeks ago reading through Exodus 15, the song of Moses struck me.

I’m sure I’ve read it multiple times before, but this time I was unexpectedly taken with the notion that I should memorize it. Aside from Psalms, I’m not sure I’ve memorized a large portion of the Old Testament before.

Here’s how it goes (I’m typing without looking … but I’ll go back and correct it before posting!):
I will sing to the LORD, for He is highly exalted;
The horse and its rider He has hurled into the sea.

The LORD is my strength and my song,
And He has become my salvation.
This is my God, and I will praise Him;
My father’s God, and I will extol Him.

The LORD is a warrior; the LORD is His name.
Pharaoh’s chariots and His army He has cast into the sea,
And the choicest of his officers are drowned in the Red Sea.

The deeps cover them;
They went down into the depths like a stone.

Your right hand, O LORD, is majestic in power.
Your right hand, O LORD, shatters the enemy.
And in the greatness of Your excellence
You overthrow those who rise up against You.
You send forth Your burning anger,
And it consumes them as chaff.

At the blast of Your nostrils, the waters were piled up.
The flowing waters stood up like a heap,
The deeps were congealed in the heart of the sea.

The enemy said,
“I will pursue.
I will overtake.
I will divide the spoil.
My desire shall be gratified against them.
I will draw out my sword.
My hand shall destroy them.”

You blew with Your wind.
The sea covered them.
They sank like lead in the mighty waters.

Who is like You among the gods, O LORD?
Who is like You,
Majestic in holiness,
Awesome in praises,
Working wonders?

You stretched out Your right hand;
The earth swallowed them.

In Your lovingkindness
You have lead the people that You have redeemed.
In Your strength
You have guided them to Your holy habitation.

The peoples have heard.
They tremble.
Anguish has gripped the inhabitants of Philistia.
Then the chiefs of Edom were dismayed.
The leaders of Moab, trembling grips them.
All the inhabitants of Canaan have melted away.

Terror and dread fall upon them.
By the greatness of Your arm,
They are motionless as stone
Until Your people pass over, O LORD.
Until Your people pass over, whom You have purchased.

You will bring them and plant them
In the mountain of Your inheritance,
The place, O LORD, which You have made for Your dwelling
The sanctuary, O Lord, which Your hands have established.

The LORD shall reign forever and ever.


(I butchered the last three lines. But otherwise, not too bad.)

I wonder why God had me memorize these particular verses. I’m sure there is a reason.

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