Sermon Notes

Psalm 8: God's Way of Thinking

Amos Wilson (June 1, 2014)

The Singer: Creator-king, majestic name,

Daily I will praise the same.

For You have set your glory high,

And made man's wisdom naught but lies.

Man: The baby is a waist and drain,

It can't survive excessive strain.

It empties pleasures from your wallet,

Abort it. Kill it. Don't install it.

God: Out of an infant's mouth proceeds,

A mighty weapon, strong and keen.

I have established strength for those,

And they will still the angry foes.

The baby-blessing is a gift,

They charm the heart – there's none too stiff.

For with their lips they utter praise,

My kingdom from their kind I raise.

Evilman: The man's the highest form of life,

And he has caused unending strife.

The world was caused by happenstance,

A jumbled mess of stupid chance.

Righteousman: I see the stars which you have planned,

The moon you hold within your hand.

But you remember lowly man.

You care, and make me all I am.

You crowned this dust with heavenly grace,

Just bellow your own high place.

You gave the earth to him as king,

Dominion over everything:

The sheep, the wolf, the bears, and kye,

The beasts of sea, and birds of sky.

The Singer: These thoughts, O Lord, your mind gave birth.

Your name is mighty o'er the earth.