Psalm
68 Prayed
Praising Jesus for his ascension and reign
For the reign of Jesus throughout history
Arise, Lord Jesus, and may your
enemies be
scattered;
may
your spiritual foes flee before you.
As smoke is blown away by the
wind,
may
you blow them away;
as wax melts before the fire,
may
the Wicked One perish before you.
But may the righteous by faith
be glad
and
rejoice before you, O God;
may
they be happy and joyful.
We sing to you, O Jesus our
God,
we
sing praise to your name,
we
extol you, who rides on the clouds.
For after you were raised from
the dead,
you
were taken up before the very eyes of the
disciples,
and
a cloud hid you from their sight.
You, the Son of Man, came with
the clouds of
heaven.
You approached your Father,
the
Ancient of Days,
and
you were led into his presence.
You were given authority, glory
and
sovereign
power.
Therefore all peoples, nations
and
people of every language
will
worship you.
Your dominion is an everlasting
dominion that will
not
pass away.
and
your kingdom is one that will never be
destroyed.
Your name is the Lord Jesus—
and
we rejoice before you.
A father to the fatherless, a
defender of widows,
are
you in your holy dwelling, O God.
You set the lonely in families,
you
lead forth the prisoners with singing;
but
the rebellious live in a sun-scorched land.
When you went out of Egypt
before your people
ancient Israel, O God,
when
you marched through the wasteland,
the earth shook,
the
heavens poured down rain,
before God, the One of Sinai,
before
God, the God of Israel.
You gave abundant showers, O
God;
you
refreshed your weary inheritance.
Your people settled in
it,
and
from your bounty, O God, you provided
for
the poor.
You announced the word,
and
great was the company of those who
proclaimed
it:
“The kings and armies of Amalek
fled in haste;
in
the camps men of Israel divided the plunder.
Even while they slept among the
campfires,
the
wings of your dove Israel were sheathed
with
silver,
its
feathers with shining gold.”
When the Almighty scattered the
kings in the land
of
Canaan,
it
was like snow fallen on Zalmon.
The mountains of Bashan are
majestic
mountains;
rugged
are the mountains of Bashan.
But we have come to Mount Zion,
to
the heavenly Jerusalem,
the
city of the living God.
We have come to thousands upon
thousands of
angels
in joyful assembly,
to
the church of the firstborn,
whose
names are written in heaven.
We have come to God, the judge
of all men,
to
the spirits of righteous men made perfect,
to
you Jesus, the mediator of a new covenant.
Why gaze in envy, O rugged
mountains of Canaan,
at
the mountain where God chooses to reign,
where
the Lord Jesus himself will dwell
forever?
Your chariots, O God, are tens
of thousands
and
thousands of thousands;
you have come from the Law of
Sinai
into
the sanctuary of your grace.
For the reign of Jesus now
Lord Jesus, you descended into
the lower, earthly
regions,
you
are the very one who ascended higher than
all
the heavens,
in
order to fill the whole universe.
When you ascended on high,
you
led captives in your train;
you
received gifts from men,
even from the rebellious—
that
you, O Lord God, might dwell there.
Your Father raised you from the
dead,
and
has seated you at his right hand in the
heavenly
realms,
far above all rule and
authority, power and
dominion,
and every title that can be
given,
not
only in the present age but also in the one
to
come.
And God placed all things under
your feet
and
appointed you to be head over everything
for
the Church,
which is your body, the
fullness of you,
who
fills everything in every way.
Praise be to you, Lord Jesus,
to God our Saviour,
for
daily you bear our burdens.
Therefore you are able to save
us completely,
for
we come to God through you,
because
you always live to intercede for us.
Therefore, since we have you,
our great high priest
who
has gone through the heavens,
O Jesus the Son of God,
we
will hold firmly to the faith we profess.
For we do not have a high
priest
who
is unable to sympathize with our
weaknesses,
but we have you,
who
has been tempted in every way,
just as we are,
yet
you were without sin.
You are our God, a God who
saves;
from
you, Sovereign Lord Jesus,
comes escape from death.
For you are the Living One;
you
were dead,
and behold you are alive
forever and ever!
And
you hold the keys of death and Hades.
And your Father, who raised you
from the dead,
will
also raise us from the dead with you,
and
present us with you in his presence.
Surely you have crushed the
heads of your spiritual
enemies,
the
hairy crowns of those who go on in their
sins.
O Lord, you have said to us of
Satan and his
demons;
“I will bring them from Bashan;
I
will bring them from the depths of the sea,
that you may plunge your
feet in the blood of
your
spiritual foes,
while the tongues of your dogs
have their share in
the
victory.”
O God of peace,
crush
Satan under our feet soon.
Your procession has come into
view, O Jesus,
the
procession of my God and King into the
sanctuary
of your Church.
In front are the singers,
after them the musicians;
with
them are the maidens playing
tambourines.
We praise you O God in the
great congregation;
we
praise you Lord Jesus in the assembly of
your
Church.
There is the little tribe of
Baptists, leading
them,
there
the great throng of the Anglican princes,
and there the princes of the
Pentecostals
and
of the Presbyterians.
Summon your power, O Jesus;
show
us your strength, O Christ,
as
you have done before.
Because the ‘Jerusalem that is
above’ is free,
and
she is our mother,
let
kings and governments bring you gifts.
Rebuke the beastly cynics who
hide among the
reeds,
the
herd of bull-headed fools among the calves
of
the nations.
May they be humbled and offer
you tribute.
Scatter the nations who delight
in war.
Let
envoys come from Egypt;
may
every continent submit itself to Jesus.
Sing to God, O kingdoms of the
earth,
sing
praise to the Lord Jesus,
sing to him who rides the
ancient skies above,
who
thunders with mighty voice.
Proclaim the power of Jesus,
whose
majesty is over his Church,
whose
power is in the skies.
You are awesome, O Jesus, in
the sanctuary of
heaven;
O God of the Church, give power
and strength
to
your people.
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Psalm 68 Prayed
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