I will sing a new song to you, O God: Worthy are you, Lamb of God, to take the scroll and open its seals, for you were slain, and by your blood you ransomed people from every tribe and language and people and nation, and you have made us a kingdom and priests to serve you and rule over the earth (Psalm 144:9; Revelation 5:9).
When I meditate on all you have done, O Lord—-for the cross of my Lord Jesus Christ—-and when I ponder the work of your hands, I can’t help but stretch out my hands to you in worship (Psalm 143:5-6; Galatians 6:14).
I praise you, Lord, for you are good and upright. I can’t wait for the day when the Son of Man returns in a cloud with power and great glory (Psalm 25:8; Luke 21:27).
I worship you, Lord, for you are never oblivious to all I’m going through. When I am weak, anxious, confused, and feel alone, you are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living. I don’t know how you’re going to answer my cries for help, but I’m confident you will because you are faithful. So I give thanks to your name even before my prayers are answered for I know you will deal bountifully with me (Psalm 142; 1 Thessalonians 5:24).
I know that you uphold the cause of the afflicted and execute justice on behalf of those in need, O Lord. I give thanks to your name and for the privilege of dwelling in your presence, for it is through Jesus Christ that we draw near to God (Psalm 140:12-13; Hebrews 7:19).
I sing praises to you, O Lord, and give thanks to your holy name for every good and perfect gift is from you (Psalm 30:4; James 1:17).
I worship you, Lord, for you are my God, the one who listens to my pleas for mercy, the strength of my salvation, and the one who is with me through all of life’s battles. For I have received mercy so that in me Christ Jesus might display his unlimited patience as an example for those who would believe on him and receive eternal life (Psalm 140:6-7; 1 Timothy 1:16).
How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I could count them, they are more than the sand. For who has known the mind of the Lord so as to instruct him? But praise God we have the mind of Christ (Psalm 139:17-18; 1 Corinthians 2:16).
You skillfully formed my inward parts, O Lord. You intricately knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Worthy are you, our Lord and God, to receive glory and honor and power, for you created all things, and by your will they exist and were created (Psalm 139:13-14; Revelation 4:11).
Where can I go from you Spirit, O Lord? Where can I flee from your presence? Wherever two or three are gathered in your name, O Christ, you are there. There is no place I could go and be out from under your loving gaze (Psalm 139:7-12; Matthew 18:20).