Gladly for Aye…
One of my dear brothers asked me what my favorite hymn was, and I said “Praise to the Lord the Almighty” written by Joakim Neander. You may not have heard of him before, but I am sure you have heard of the hymn. The only Joakim we know in these parts is a guy who plays for the Chicago Bulls.
Neander was a German poet and hymn writer who lived after the Reformation (16th century). He was also a pastor in the Reformed Church. He wrote 60 hymns and loved to wander among the caves and ravines of a certain valley by the Dussel River. Like many, he was most creative when he was out in God’s creation. The valley eventually was named after him—Neander-thal (valley). Sound familiar? This was the very place where the fossilized remains of an early human was found whom they called Neanderthal Man.
Joakim had been shaped not only by the theology of the Reformation, but also by Pietism and its emphasis on the heart. You can sense the impact of these two influences in his hymns: the majesty of a Sovereign God who plans, controls, and guides; the compassionate of a God who loves and cares and is worthy of our continual adoration. Joakim left us a significant legacy even though he died at the age of 30 from tuberculosis.
The original hymn had six verses, though only four show up in most hymnals. You can check them out for yourself, but let me point out just a few that have blessed me:
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation!
All ye who hear, now to His temple draw near;
Praise Him in glad adoration.
Some hear Psalm 150 in this verse. I hear Psalm 139; “Bless the Lord, O my soul and all that is within me, bless his holy name … Who forgives all your iniquities and heals all your diseases.” Neander wrote “praise him, for he is thy health and salvation.” It makes me wonder how much he struggled with sickness before he eventually succumbed. What a beautiful thought: God is my health.
Praise to the Lord, who, when tempests their warfare are waging,
Who, when the elements madly around thee are raging,
Biddeth them cease, turneth their fury to peace,
Whirlwinds and waters assuaging.
Praise to the Lord, who, when darkness of sin is abounding,
Who, when the godless do triumph, all virtue confounding,
Sheddeth His light, chaseth the horrors of night,
Saints with His mercy surrounding.
These two verses are not usually in the hymnal. What a great hope they give in the face of the darkness and madness raging around us because of human sin. God is in control. He not only restrains evil, but surrounds his saints with mercy. Though we feel overwhelmed, he will chase the darkness away. “When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers they shall not overwhelm you…” (Isa 43:2).
The last verse is incredible. Imagine a huge pipe organ the size of Texas playing an introduction to this and the voices of million angels and humans singing this into the darkness of this crappy world:
Praise to the Lord, O let all that is in me adore Him!
All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him.
Let the Amen sound from His people again,
Gladly for aye we adore Him.
Note the very last phrase, “gladly for aye.” The word is pronounced “I” and can mean “yes” or “yes sir” (aye aye). As an adverb, however, it also means “always, continually, and forever.” This is the use of the word here: “Gladly (delightfully, enthusiastically, willingly, joyfully, passionately) let us forever and always adore HIM.” Amen.
(There are so many music videos of this hymn on the web, but you need to find one with an organ. Open the following link and sing along with the lyrics.)http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play?p=Praise+to+the+Lord+Almighty+music+videos&vid=28b00a4b43c1447e9c94141c338a936a&l=2%3A55&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts2.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DVN.608013553528013713%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D45BKJXVnLMo&tit=Praise+to+the+Lord+the+Almighty&c=5&sigr=11al59o8m&sigt=10vhkdmha&ct=p&pstcat=arts+culture+and+entertainment&age=0&fr=chr-greentree_ff&tt=b
Gloria and I just returned from two wonderful weeks with our wonderful family in ‘Stralia—that’s Australian for Australia. My dear sister and her pastor husband went there just about 50 years ago to shepherd a few churches. They had three little boys with them and adopted a fourth while there; now there are four generations of children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren. While it is an English-speaking country, the Australian accent and expressions take a bit to get used to. However, I have been working on my ‘Stralian in preparation for going back someday. The ability to speak the language gives me a certain delight because it reminds me of the family I love. I thought you might be interested in some of the words on my vocabulary list:
Ankle biter: small child
Beaut / beauty: great, fantastic
Bogan : young, immature person
Clucky : feeling broody or maternal
Cobber : friend
Dipstick : fool / idiot
Figjam : Someone who has a high opinion of themselves
Frog in a sock : sound angry
Good on ya’ mate: good for you buddy
Garbo, garbologist : municipal garbage collector
No-hoper : somebody who’ll never do well
Not the full quid : not bright intellectually
Perk : vomit (so don’t invite people over for perked coffee)
Standard long black with milk on top : a regular-size coffee with milk
Stickybeak : nosy person
I feel stuffed: I’m tired
Tall poppies : successful people
Under the weather : not feeling well or a hang-over
Vejjo : vegetarian
Whinge : to complain
Youse : you (plural)
As you prepare for your trip someday to Heaven, are you brushing up on its vocabulary? Did you know there is a language of heaven- and its not Chinese? If you read Revelation 4 and 5 you will notice one thing amid all the powerful imagery of worship. The entire scene is all about God – the Triune God. The language of heaven is praise, thanksgiving, and adoration given to the Creator, Redeemer, and Revealer. C. S. Lewis in Reflections on the Psalms asserts, “I think we delight to praise what we enjoy because the praise not merely expresses but completes the enjoyment. . . . It is not out of compliment that lovers keep on telling one another how beautiful they are; the delight is incomplete till it is expressed” (p. 95). Are you practicing the language of heaven? Are you delighting in God and declaring His glory? Don’t be a dipstick; stop whinging and become a tall poppie at praise. G’day, mates!