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praise music?
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we praise God for what He has done for us with many other reasons...but one big reason being is that He saved us from an eternity without Him...we sing praises to Him for that reason...and we desire to see people get saved, and we get people saved, we want to praise God...
so what makes someone right saying praise music is okay or not? how can we determine who is right or not...how can we know?
if we arent doing what God is commanding us to do, why are we singing praises to our God for all that He has done for us, when we arent doing what He wants from us
so what makes someone right saying praise music is okay or not? how can we determine who is right or not...how can we know?
if we arent doing what God is commanding us to do, why are we singing praises to our God for all that He has done for us, when we arent doing what He wants from us
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Time for everyone to lighten up a bit with some praise song humor:
The differences between Hymns and Praise music:
An old farmer went to the city one weekend and attended the big city church. He
came home and his wife asked him how it was. "Well," said the farmer,
"It was good. They did something different, however. They sang praise
choruses instead of hymns."
"Praise choruses," said his wife, "What are those?"
"Oh, they're okay. They're sort of like hymns, only different," said
the farmer.
"Well, what's the difference?" asked his wife.
The farmer said, "Well, it's like this - If I were to say to you: Martha,
the cows are in the corn,' well, that would be a hymn. If, on the other hand, I
were to say to you:
Martha Martha, Martha, Oh, Martha, MARTHA, MARTHA,
the cows, the big cows, the brown cows, the black cows,
the white cows, the black and white cows,
the COWS, COWS, COWS are in the corn,
are in the corn, are in the corn, are in the corn,
the CORN, CORN, CORN,
then, if I were to repeat the whole thing two or three times, well that would be
a praise chorus."
As luck would have it, the exact same Sunday a young, new Christian from the
city church attended the small town church. He came home and his wife asked him
how it was. "Well," said the young man, "It was good. They did
something different, however. They sang hymns instead of regular songs."
"Hymns," said his wife, "What are those?"
"Oh, they're okay. They're sort of like regular songs, only
different," said the young man.
"Well, what's the difference?" asked his wife.
The young man said, "Well it's like this - If I were to say to you, Martha,
the cows are in the corn,' well, that would be a regular song. If, on the other
hand, I were to say to you:
Oh Martha, dear Martha, hear thou my cry
Inclines thine ear to the words of my mouth.
Turn thou thy whole wondrous ear by and by
To the righteous, inimitable, glorious truth.
For the way of the animals who can explain
There in their heads is no shadow of sense,
Hearkenest they in God's sun or his rain
Unless from the mild, tempting corn they are fenced.
Yea those cows in glad bovine, rebellious delight,
Have broke free their shackles, their warm pens eschewed.
Then goaded by minions of darkness and night
They all my mild Chilliwack sweet corn have chewed.
So look to that bright shining day by and by,
Where all foul corruptions of earth are reborn.
Where no vicious animal makes my soul cry
And I no longer see those foul cows in the corn.
Then, if I were to do only verses one, three and four and do a key change on
the last verse, well that would be a hymn."
The differences between Hymns and Praise music:
An old farmer went to the city one weekend and attended the big city church. He
came home and his wife asked him how it was. "Well," said the farmer,
"It was good. They did something different, however. They sang praise
choruses instead of hymns."
"Praise choruses," said his wife, "What are those?"
"Oh, they're okay. They're sort of like hymns, only different," said
the farmer.
"Well, what's the difference?" asked his wife.
The farmer said, "Well, it's like this - If I were to say to you: Martha,
the cows are in the corn,' well, that would be a hymn. If, on the other hand, I
were to say to you:
Martha Martha, Martha, Oh, Martha, MARTHA, MARTHA,
the cows, the big cows, the brown cows, the black cows,
the white cows, the black and white cows,
the COWS, COWS, COWS are in the corn,
are in the corn, are in the corn, are in the corn,
the CORN, CORN, CORN,
then, if I were to repeat the whole thing two or three times, well that would be
a praise chorus."
As luck would have it, the exact same Sunday a young, new Christian from the
city church attended the small town church. He came home and his wife asked him
how it was. "Well," said the young man, "It was good. They did
something different, however. They sang hymns instead of regular songs."
"Hymns," said his wife, "What are those?"
"Oh, they're okay. They're sort of like regular songs, only
different," said the young man.
"Well, what's the difference?" asked his wife.
The young man said, "Well it's like this - If I were to say to you, Martha,
the cows are in the corn,' well, that would be a regular song. If, on the other
hand, I were to say to you:
Oh Martha, dear Martha, hear thou my cry
Inclines thine ear to the words of my mouth.
Turn thou thy whole wondrous ear by and by
To the righteous, inimitable, glorious truth.
For the way of the animals who can explain
There in their heads is no shadow of sense,
Hearkenest they in God's sun or his rain
Unless from the mild, tempting corn they are fenced.
Yea those cows in glad bovine, rebellious delight,
Have broke free their shackles, their warm pens eschewed.
Then goaded by minions of darkness and night
They all my mild Chilliwack sweet corn have chewed.
So look to that bright shining day by and by,
Where all foul corruptions of earth are reborn.
Where no vicious animal makes my soul cry
And I no longer see those foul cows in the corn.
Then, if I were to do only verses one, three and four and do a key change on
the last verse, well that would be a hymn."
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RED that's ME
*~*God *IS* Love*~*
God is soo good and He made us to love and praise him.
We should praise him not just in song but in our living too that is the greatest praise.
There are too many verses that talks about songs and hymns, praises to God. He listened to David play His harp. God loves music we might as well get use to singing praise and worship songs because that's what we will be doing in Heaven for eternity. The Bible says he inhabits our praise.
I will bless the LORD at all times: his praise SHALL CONTINUALLY be in my mouth. Psalm 34:1
We should praise him not just in song but in our living too that is the greatest praise.
There are too many verses that talks about songs and hymns, praises to God. He listened to David play His harp. God loves music we might as well get use to singing praise and worship songs because that's what we will be doing in Heaven for eternity. The Bible says he inhabits our praise.
I will bless the LORD at all times: his praise SHALL CONTINUALLY be in my mouth. Psalm 34:1
Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men! And let them sacrifice the sacrifices of thanksgiving, and declare his works with rejoicing. Psalm 107:21- 22
PRAISE ye the LORD. Praise the LORD, O my soul. While I live will I praise the LORD: I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being. Psalm 146: 1-2
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I think some people are going to be surprised to find out what REAL praise and worship is in Heaven.
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