Praise ye the Lord. Praise ye the name of the Lord; praise him, O ye servants of the Lord.
2 Ye that stand in the house of the Lord, in the courts of the house of our God.
3 Praise the Lord; for the Lord is good: sing praises unto his name; for it is pleasant.
4 For the Lord hath chosen Jacob unto himself, and Israel for his peculiar treasure.
5 For I know that the Lord is great, and that our Lord is above all gods.
6 Whatsoever the Lord pleased, that did he in heaven, and in earth, in the seas, and all deep places.
7 He causeth the vapours to ascend from the ends of the earth; he maketh lightnings for the rain; he bringeth the wind out of his treasuries.
8 Who smote the firstborn of Egypt, both of man and beast.
9 Who sent tokens and wonders into the midst of thee, O Egypt, upon Pharaoh, and upon all his servants.
10 Who smote great nations, and slew mighty kings;
11 Sihon king of the Amorites, and Og king of Bashan, and all the kingdoms of Canaan:
12 And gave their land for an heritage, an heritage unto Israel his people.
13 Thy name, O Lord, endureth for ever; and thy memorial, O Lord, throughout all generations.
14 For the Lord will judge his people, and he will repent himself concerning his servants.
15 The idols of the heathen are silver and gold, the work of men's hands.
16 They have mouths, but they speak not; eyes have they, but they see not;
17 They have ears, but they hear not; neither is there any breath in their mouths.
18 They that make them are like unto them: so is every one that trusteth in them.
19 Bless the Lord, O house of Israel: bless the Lord, O house of Aaron:
20 Bless the Lord, O house of Levi: ye that fear the Lord, bless the Lord.
21 Blessed be the Lord out of Zion, which dwelleth at Jerusalem. Praise ye the Lord.
Public Domain KJV text from Wordproject.org
While serving as a missionary I stumbled across modern-day graven images around the world: A mute plastic Jesus wrapped in Christmas lights beside a mountain path. A blind plaster Mary crumbling under the kisses of fervent pensioners. A deaf Buddha apparently chuckling at the sorrows of faithful worshipers. We might dismiss such primitive faith, except that we too bow down—quite willingly—to our own idols: a hard-earned car, a secret addiction, a glowing screen.
Psalm 135 entreats all worshipers, whether ancient or modern: Come, let’s worship the God who made us instead of the gods we make ourselves.
Try looking up all the cross references for Psalm 135. You’ll find that the author fashioned an inspired patchwork of images and phrases from other parts of Scripture (see Psalm 115, for example). The result is a poetic list of convincing reasons to worship only our Creator God. He is good (verse 3). He treasures us (4). He reigns above all gods (5). He rules over nature (6, 7). He is the God of victory (8-12). He saves us (13, 14). And unlike feeble idols, He is alive (15-18). His eyes see us, His ears hear us, and His mouth speaks directly to our hearts. Praise Him!
Freelance editor, Hutchinson, Minnesota (as of this writing)