Psalm 42:4
These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I used to go with the crowd, and led them to God’s house, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.
The remembered crowd, once full of joy on the way to God’s house, shows how memories of shared worship can sharpen the pain of its absence.
Questions to write on. Each one opens a new entry with this verse already attached.
What memory of worship with other people comes to mind as you read about this crowd?
Write on thisWhere, if anywhere, do the words “used to” touch your own experience of worship?
Write on thisWhat would you want to pour out before God about that memory?
Write on thisWhere else Scripture says this
11 passages readers most often link with this verse, and the thread each one shares with it.
Loneliness. feeling distant from God. grief.
Something small to carry out of this verse
If memories of worship bring sorrow, you need not force them into cheer. This song to God makes room for remembered praise and present tears.
Now put it in your words.
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