On dark days when the only song we feel like singing is a dirge, we can pray, “Let the music of thy promises be on my tongue” (Ps. 119:172). This is no tear-jerking ballad of how I’m feeling. The promises of God will lift me right out of sad sentimentality and put music in my mouth if I will think steadily on them. Here’s one to sing: “Unfailing love enfolds him who trusts in the Lord” (Ps. 32:10).
Do you feel nothing of the kind? When did the validity of the Eternal Word rest on the mood of one of His poor children?
Let the promise be the song you sing. He will hear it and make it true for you.