I Will Sing of Your Mercy
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer
The clock radio by my bed is tuned to a “light praise” station, and it kicks on each morning at 5:30. Sometimes I get up, and sometimes I just lie there and listen, letting the words and melodies wash over my soul. It’s a great way to start the day before my toes even touch the carpet.
One morning last week, the song that slid into my heart was “The Valley Song” by Jars of Clay. The chorus from that song may be my most favorite of all song lyrics:
“I will sing of your mercy that
leads me through valleys of sorrow
to rivers of joy.”
The melody travels down the scale, descending from high note to low—like water running from the mountains to the river at the lowest point in the valley.
How can God’s mercy lead us through a valley of sorrow?
Yet it does.
Would I rather go alone? Would I rather have someone else accompany me?
No. If sorrow lies ahead, I want my loving Lord with me, because look what awaits us at the bottom…
Joy.
Rivers of it …
… rushing over every obstacle …
… around every snag …
… through every canyon …
Unending.
“Music is the voice of the heart … the song of the soul” says a plaque in my office.
I couldn’t agree more.
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