Not much wiggle room. The songwriter doesn’t really provide a pass for anyone of the household of faith.

Oh give thanks to the LORD, for He is good; for His steadfast love endures forever! Let Israel say, “His steadfast love endures forever.”. Let the house of Aaron say, “His steadfast love endures forever.”. Let those who fear the LORD say, “His steadfast love endures forever.” (Psalm 118:1-4. ESV)

God is good . . . fact! His steadfast love endures forever . . . fact! Let those who fear the Lord say so . . . let the redeemed proclaim it . . . let the recipients of abundant, overflowing, all-sufficient grace declare it to be true. No wiggle room . . . no saying, “Not today, don’t feel like it.” It’s not about how we feel . . . not about our circumstances . . . but about His unchanging character. God is good.

And what grabs me this morning in this psalm is that He provides all the “material” I need to say so.

The LORD is my strength and my song; He has become my salvation. Glad songs of salvation are in the tents of the righteous . . . (Psalm 118:14-15a. ESV)

The LORD is my song! In Him is the melody . . . the chord progressions . . . the lyrics . . . the chorus . . . the bridge. His Spirit within me is the band . . . leading me in worship . . . providing the accompaniment . . . connecting the praise of earth to the throne of heaven. Glad songs are in my tent . . . by His grace . . . for His glory.

What a glorious thought . . . He is my song.

I’ll let another, far more eloquent than I, take it from here . . .

“The Lord … is my song,” says Isaiah (12:2). That is to say, the Lord is the giver of our songs. He breathes the music into the hearts of His people; He is the Creator of their joy. The Lord is also the subject of their songs. They sing of Him and of all that He does on their behalf. The Lord is, moreover, the object of their song; they sing to the Lord. Their praise is meant for Him alone. They do not make melody for human ears, but to the Lord. “The Lord … is my song.” Then I ought always to sing. And if I sing my loudest, I can never reach the height of this great argument, nor come to the end of it. This song never changes. If I live by faith my song is always the same, for “the Lord … is my song.” Our song to God is God Himself. He alone can express our intensest joy. O God, You are my exceeding joy. Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, You are my hymn of everlasting delight.               — Spurgeon

The LORD is good . . . His steadfast love endures forever . . . let those who fear the LORD say so . . . let them sing so . . . He is our song! Amen?