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How often do you run across an old song that you’ve heard a lot, but never really listen to? For me, it is often. Evaluating and reevaluating music seems to be a constant hobby of mine, and tonight, as I drove home, I experienced a blessing of this kind.

If you are not familiar with the singer/song writer Andrew Peterson, please head over to iTunes or Amazon and get all of his music, now. Go on. I’ll wait.

Now, as I was driving home, I accidentally pushed the CD button instead of the radio button, and Andrew’s 2003 CD Love & Thunder was in the deck. I soon was re-experiencing the CD for the first time as I reflected on the day’s and week’s events (which were full of EVERYONE ELSE’S sin, but my own, it seems).

But as track no. 3 rolled around, I realized that it was my own sin that was keeping me from God (thus breaking the first and second commandments, and likely a few more for good measure). Here are the well thought and written lyrics:

High this mountain, broad this sea
Still, my sin ran deeper
Grave offense my soul did wreak
Against creation’s keeper
But see what power so fell and fair
Has stayed his holy justice
God Himself all hell did bear
How great his love for us is

O serve Him, O serve Him
He who brings the morning
O serve Him, O serve Him
He who brings the morning

Ev’ry hour is a precious boon
Ev’ry breath is a mercy
Ev’ry glimpse of yonder moon
A balm upon this journey
How vast the heavens above this place
So small beneath His glory
Still He stooped and showed His face
And poured His mercy o’er me

O serve Him, O serve Him
He who brings the morning
O serve Him, O serve Him
He who brings the morning

Jesus, our Messiah King
For those who don’t deserve Him
Conquered death all life to bring
So seek His face and serve Him
Serve him

Holy is the Lord,
Holy is the Lord,
The Lord I will obey,
Lord, help me,
I don’t know the way

In considering my lack of worship at the very moment I was listening to the song, this stanza kept running through my mind:

But see what power so fell and fair
Has stayed his holy justice
God Himself all hell did bear
How great his love for us is

What magnificent song writing! Almost Puritanical (in the good sense).

Do remember who it is that we serve as Christ followers, and have the right impetus for our service – the great love with which he loved us – “Therefore be imitators of God, as beloved children. And walk in love, as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us, a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God.” – Ephesians 5:1-2 (esv)