Praise the high yet humble God
The rich and powerful domesticate religion, making it an opiate to control the masses. But YHWH will have none of it. He sides always with society’s outcasts and most vulnerable against their oppressors.
1 Praise YHWH!
You who serve YHWH
praise YHWH for all he’s shown himself to be.
2 May YHWH’s good name
be blessed both now and forever.
3 YHWH’s name is to be praised
everywhere on earth.
4 YHWH reigns supreme over all the nations
his glory transcending the heavens.
5 Who can compare with YHWH our God?
He’s enthroned on high
6 yet he stoops down low
to behold the heavens and earth.
7 He raises the poor up from the dust
and lifts the wretched from the garbage pile
8 seating them with the very best
the rulers of his people.
9 To the woman grieving her childlessness
he gives a home
making her the happy mother of children.[1]
Jews still use this psalm in celebrating Passover, when God rescued the Israelites from slavery. Beginning a series of five hallel, or praise, psalms, it calls YHWH’s servants to praise him because the name he’s won in all his dealings with Israel is like no other. By calling for universal praise, the psalm is both missionary and polemical, implying that no other power has a prior claim on us.
Everyone in the surrounding nations sought the sort of exaltation they saw in their gods, who were extremely arrogant and aloof. By contrast, though YHWH is the highest of the high, he cares enough for the lowest of the low—implicitly, the enslaved Israelites and their descendants—to bend down and lift them up out of the gutter. In a world that valued wealth and children above all else, garbage pickers and childless women were scorned and shunned. But not by YHWH!
Combining such extremes of exalted majesty and humble condescension in one person was no less shocking in ancient times than it is to us today. And YHWH doesn’t just extract the outcast from their mess. He creates astonishing new possibilities for them. He empowers the weak and completely reverses their fortunes, underscoring the fact that he’s like no rival god and deserves everyone’s praise everywhere on earth, both now and always.
Jesus, if your disciples sang this song the night you washed their feet and wept alone in Gethsemane, they didn’t know they sang of you. Exalted beyond all our imagining, you laid aside your glory and came down to lift us up. I worship you, Jesus. None can compare with you. Amen.
In your free moments today, meditate on these words:
Who can compare with YHWH our God?
He’s enthroned on high
yet he stoops down
to behold the heavens and earth.
[1] The Hebrew text ends with “Praise YHWH,” but it seems more likely that that call to praise belongs at the start of Psa. 114 instead. For more on this, see the note at Ps. 114:1.
