A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet. On shigionoth.
2 Lord, I have heard of your fame; I stand in awe of your deeds, Lord. Repeat them in our day, in our time make them known; in wrath remember mercy.
3 God came from Teman, the Holy One from Mount Paran. His glory covered the heavens and his praise filled the earth. 4 His splendor was like the sunrise; rays flashed from his hand, where his power was hidden. 5 Plague went before him; pestilence followed his steps. 6 He stood, and shook the earth; he looked, and made the nations tremble. The ancient mountains crumbled and the age-old hills collapsed— but he marches on forever. 7 I saw the tents of Cushan in distress, the dwellings of Midian in anguish.
8 Were you angry with the rivers, Lord? Was your wrath against the streams? Did you rage against the sea when you rode your horses and your chariots to victory? 9 You uncovered your bow, you called for many arrows. You split the earth with rivers; 10 the mountains saw you and writhed. Torrents of water swept by; the deep roared and lifted its waves on high.
11 Sun and moon stood still in the heavens at the glint of your flying arrows, at the lightning of your flashing spear. 12 In wrath you strode through the earth and in anger you threshed the nations. 13 You came out to deliver your people, to save your anointed one. You crushed the leader of the land of wickedness, you stripped him from head to foot. 14 With his own spear you pierced his head when his warriors stormed out to scatter us, gloating as though about to devour the wretched who were in hiding. 15 You trampled the sea with your horses, churning the great waters.
16 I heard and my heart pounded, my lips quivered at the sound; decay crept into my bones, and my legs trembled. Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity to come on the nation invading us. 17 Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, 18 yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior.
19 The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to tread on the heights.
For the director of music. On my stringed instruments.
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Above, we see an incredible, powerful prayer to God by Habakkuk. The illustrious metaphor written throughout is characteristic of prayers of praise in the Old Testament and elsewhere. Words cannot come close to representing the truth of God, and illustrations or metaphors paint a somewhat different, sometimes more accurate, picture of who God is in comparison to us and his creation, but there is still so much to discover and learn about our God in Heaven. Language fails to comprehend the greatness of God.
“Using words to talk of words is like using a pencil to draw a picture of itself, on itself. Impossible. Confusing. Frustrating ... but there are other ways to understanding.” ― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
“Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words. I don't believe in "sadness," "joy," or "regret." Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic train-car constructions like, say, "the happiness that attends disaster." Or: "the disappointment of sleeping with one's fantasy." I'd like to show how "intimations of mortality brought on by aging family members" connects with "the hatred of mirrors that begins in middle age." I'd like to have a word for "the sadness inspired by failing restaurants" as well as for "the excitement of getting a room with a minibar." I've never had the right words to describe my life, and now that I've entered my story, I need them more than ever. ” ― Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex
“Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars.” ― Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary
"Words are an inevitable failure to represent that which cannot be contained, written down, imagined, drawn, or perceived. Words can only imagine those things that are imaginable, can only describe that which has been conceived, can only illustrate that which has been seen theretofore. From which starting point should description itself be described? How can creativity be created? What does it mean to illuminate illumination? There exists existence that transcends comprehension; it is there where God exists, creates, and rests."
― Daniel Berk, Lifestyle Evangelism
Our prayers should be a full effort of our mind, body, and strength to conceive of God and to praise him in all of our thoughts. Use whatever words you have to praise him, and learn more words to utilize. Learn how to transcend words by using your unspoken thoughts, your actions, and your entire being to glorify Him in all he is.
As the scripture in Habakkuk shows above, there is so much that God is that cannot be described with words. When we attempt to express him in all his majesty, we stop making sense. Read Ezekiel chapter 1 and see the image of the Son of Man. Words simply fail at describing the God we serve. However, as you see with Habakkuk, there are ways we can go above and beyond to be reminded of how much bigger God is than us, and how much more powerful He is than all the things that exist in the world. He is all of those things and infinitely more. He is. His name is I AM.
Write a short Psalm or poem of your own. Use imagery that attempts to reach God in all his glory. Be creative. Use metaphors. Use emotion. Understand that nothing you can say or write can ever get close to who He is, but try anyway.