“Bless the Lord, O my soul” (Psalm 103:1,22).
If I Corinthians 13 is the “love chapter” of the New Testament, then Psalm 103 gets the honor for the Old Testament. It’s all about the love of God, from beginning to end.
Over twenty years ago, I preached a series of messages from Psalm 103 and encouraged our people to memorize it. Memorizing this great psalm is one of the better things I’ve done in my brief years of ministry. I love Psalm 103 and recite it often, usually in the car when I’m alone or lying in bed unable to sleep.
One day, going through my grandmother’s Bible–Bessie Lowery McKeever (1895-1982)–I happened to notice she had written beside verse 17 “One of Papa’s favorite verses.” Her “papa”, who would be my great-grandfather, whom I never met, of course, was a Baptist preacher named George Marion Lowery. I know almost nothing about this beloved ancestor other than Grandma used to say when she was a little girl, he would take her with him when calling on church families. “If the father was at work and the wife there by herself,” she would tell me, “he could not enter the house. But with me along, it was all right.” Grandma grew up to be a powerful force for the Lord and may have been the greatest Christian I ever knew. I’m so happy to own her Bible which is well marked-up and written throughout.
Back to Psalm 103. Here are a few observations to encourage a reader to discover it for oneself…
One. Psalm 103 begins and ends with the same refrain.
“Bless the Lord, O my soul.”
Is there another chapter in Scripture that does that? I can’t think of one.