“And both the singers and the porters kept the ward of their God, and the ward of the purification, according to the commandment of David, [and] of Solomon his son. For in the days of David and Asaph of old [there were] chief of the singers, and songs of praise and thanksgiving unto God.” (Ne 12:45-46 AV)
The captivity caused Israel to forget the songs of praise. In fact, Psalms tells us that while in captivity, their captors required them to sing songs of praise and mirth. “For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us [required of us] mirth, [saying], Sing us [one] of the songs of Zion.” (Ps 137:3 AV) It was cruel enough that they were forced to reside far away from their home in the service of a pagan king. Now, they required them to live as though nothing untoward had happened. Seventy years later, they were back in Canaan. They rebuilt the wall and repaired the temple. Still under pagan rule, it was important that they reestablish the songs of praise. For the next five hundred years, they would be under different Gentile nations or kingdoms. Because they were center to all the conflicts between these Gentile kingdoms, Israel would know no peace. Yet, the songs of praise must go on!
One of the fondest memories of ministry happened a few years back. It was a Sunday morning, and there was a phone call during our morning service. Usually, we ignore it unless it rings and rings and rings. I left the pulpit area and answered to phone. It was a member of our church who was calling for her son. He was my songleader. She said something had happened to her husband and her son needed to call back right away. In the middle of our song service, my friend and fellow laborer called his mom to find out that Dad had collapsed and was taken to the hospital. My songleader immediately left for the hospital. We concluded our service as normally as we could, and I immediately left for the hospital. When I found the family with their patriarch in bed, it was told me that he had a condition that could not be treated and that his departure was at hand. This family was a musical family and a very spiritual one. They surrounded the bed as their loved one passed, praying and singing familiar songs of old. Each sang their part, but the newly departed. His voice was a record-setting tenor voice. They sang three-part harmony with the tenor part silent. It was the most precious moment I believe I have ever witnessed. Rather than mourn with wailing and weeping, they reacted in praise and joy. A life lived that touched all was worthy of songs of praise for a God who gave it.
It is easy to say, but hard to do. When we are at our lowest, praise does not come easy from our lips. When life is a challenge, to say the least, thanksgiving isn’t the first thought that comes to mind. We do not visit this truth lightly. Thanksgiving and praise are not natural when we are facing the battle of a lifetime. Praise and thanksgiving are not the first thoughts when our life seems on a spiral that is out of control. Or, as in Israel’s case, that do not come easy when there is a constant drip of discouragement around every corner. Praise and thanksgiving may not change our circumstances, but they will change our perspective. Besides, God is not worthy of both only when things are going well. It takes humility, vision, and character for the saint to be thankful and praise the LORD in times of difficulty. But praise and thankfulness are the key to surviving the hard times and flourishing in the good times.