daily reading 53.2 (Psalm 150)

5-days-a-week through Romans and the letters Paul wrote from Rome in 2024


Our opening prayer for this last day of 2024:

    O God, our help in ages past,
    Our hope for years to come,
    Our shelter from the stormy blast,
    And our eternal home,

    Under the shadow of your throne
    Your saints have dwelt secure;
    Sufficient is your arm alone,
    And our defense is sure.

    Before the hills in order stood
    Or earth received its frame,
    From everlasting you are God,
    To endless years the same.

    A thousand ages in your sight
    Are like an evening gone,
    Short as the watch that ends the night
    Before the rising sun.

    Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
    Soon bears us all away;
    We fly, forgotten, as a dream
    Dies at the op'ning day.

    O God, our help in ages past,
    Our hope for years to come,
    Still be our guard while troubles last
    And our eternal home! Amen.

Psalm 150

  • Hallelujah!
  • (Where?) Praise God in his sanctuary. Praise him in his mighty expanse.
  • 2 (Why?) Praise him for his powerful acts; praise him for his abundant greatness.
  • 3 (How?) Praise him with trumpet blast; praise him with harp and lyre. 4 Praise him with tambourine and dance; praise him with strings and flute. 5 Praise him with resounding cymbals; praise him with clashing cymbals.
  • 6  (Who?) Let everything that breathes praise the LORD.
  • Hallelujah!
helpful notes on Psalm 150
 






































For yourself pray

  • That God gives you the right balance of seriousness about the swift passing of time and joyful hope in Christ

For others pray

  • That God spreads the good news of the kingdom of the Son he loves in Switzerland

A song to listen to and ponder, as time allows

  • Psalm 150 (YouTube, duet, "Praise him in his mighty heavens")

Devotions will resume weekly starting Monday, January 6























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