I’ve said it before, I don’t get songless saints. Not judging. Just can’t relate to believers who aren’t compelled to sing. Maybe it’s because part of my salvation story involved thinking I was going to a lose my song when I came to Christ.

I grew up in a non-believing home. But I grew up in a home full of music. My dad was a musician. Can’t ever remember not hearing music and singing. As I pre-teen I’d head to the record store almost every Friday and buy a 45 RPM vinyl record off the Top 30 hits that week. We had so many 45’s that my folks actually bought a jukebox for our downstairs rec room. I remember as a teen punching in a bunch of selections and then laying in front of the jukebox to do my homework. By the time I was 16 I was playing in the band with my dad along with my younger brother. Like I said, music was a significant element of my upbringing. One I am so thankful for.

When I came to Christ just before my 19th birthday, it took only a few months to realize my profession as a musician and my profession of salvation where in conflict. I couldn’t pray about the places I’d play. My job in the band was to increase alcohol sales. My job as a Christian was to promote another kind of Spirit. So, when I stepped away from the band, I thought that was the end of making music, that the song was gone.

Boy, was I wrong! I learned in those early years that God doesn’t take away the song, but with salvation gives you not only a new life, a new heart, a new beginning, a new family, and a new calling, He also gives you a new song.

He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many will see and fear, and put their trust in the LORD.

(Psalm 40:3 ESV)

And they sang a new song, saying, “Worthy are You to take the scroll and to open its seals, for You were slain, and by Your blood you ransomed people for God from every tribe and language and people and nation .

(Revelation 5:9 ESV)

And this morning, as I read in Exodus where the children of Israel passed through the Red Sea and the Egyptian army didn’t, it hit me as to where that new song comes from.

Then Moses and the people of Israel sang this song to the LORD, saying, “I will sing to the LORD, for He has triumphed gloriously; the horse and his rider He has thrown into the sea. The LORD is my strength and my song, and He has become my salvation; this is my God, and I will praise Him, my father’s God, and I will exalt Him.”

(Exodus 15:1-2 ESV)

This LORD is my strength AND MY SONG. Not only is He the savior of my soul, He is the conductor of its song. Not only has He given me eyes to behold His majesty, He has attuned my heart to sing His melody. Not only has He given me new life, He has also given me a whole new songbook of lyrics. And that, because He has given me Himself. He is my song.

Chew on that for a bit!!!

The God of power and might, the God of our deliverance, has not only redeemed us; hasn’t just rescued us; but He has amazingly reconciled us to Himself. And, in that, He gives us Himself. The fellowship of the garden again possible. Intimacy with the Creator again attainable. And thus, He Himself is our song.

He is the subject of every verse. He is the inspiration for every tune. His Spirit providing the notes and arranging them in glorious melody. His Son, as Head of the church, our Maestro as He directs His bride in an offering pleasing to His ear, “a sacrifice of praise to God, that is, the fruit of lips that acknowledge His name” (Heb. 13:15).

Oh sing to the LORD a new song; sing to the LORD, all the earth! Sing to the LORD, bless His name; tell of His salvation from day to day. Declare His glory among the nations, His marvelous works among all the peoples! For great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised . . .

(Psalm 96:1-4a ESV)

Sing, saint, sing! For He has given us Himself. He is our song!

By His overwhelming grace. All for His eternal glory.