We have a dance in us. It can't be that all dance is perverse because a nine-month-old holding on to the edge of a table that hears music will bend his little knees to the beat because he knows you're supposed to dance to that.

The love of song, road trip song. Now, let's do a bit of recapping before I read another translation of Psalm 126.

So a couple things to get our minds right where they need to be. What is our collection of

Psalms called? And you're giving me that S on the end of it. That's just what I want to hear. In what

book of the Psalms would you find the Psalms of Ascent? All right. Now let me ask you, where do they

start? How many are there? And where do they end?

Absolutely beautiful. And we know this. Let me remind you of these things as we start into them again.

We know that they are beautifully crafted. And I want to read an excerpt to you by

Eugene Peterson that I absolutely love, and it's on the Psalms. And he says this, there is no literature

in all the world that is more true to life and more honest than Psalms. For here, we have warts in all religion.

Every skeptical thought, every disappointing venture, every pain, every despair that we can

face is lived through and integrated into a personal saving relationship with God,

a relationship that also has in it acts of praise,

blessing, peace, security, trust, and love.

I love this part right here.

Good poetry survives not when it is pretty or beautiful or nice,

but when it is true, accurate, and honest.

The Psalms are great poetry and have lasted not because they appeal to our fantasies and wishes,

but because they are confirmed in the intensities of honest and hazardous living.

And we have been called to hazardous living on this planet.

And I believe as God draws us to a place of greater and greater intensity and rejoicing in our worship,

in the full stretch of the highs and lows of it, bringing our full lament,

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