He is thy praise, and he is thy God. (Deu 10:21 KJV)
We joy in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom we have now received the atonement. (Rom 5:11 KJV)
During Matins we intone the responsory for lent from 1 John 2:1-2 (Mark 10:33) and Psalm 32:1:
We have an advocate with the Father; Jesus is the propitiation for our sins. He was delivered up to death; He was delivered for the sins of the people. Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven and whose sin is put away. He was delivered up to death; He was delivered for the sins of the people. We have an advocate with the Father; Jesus is the propitiation for our sins. He was delivered up to death; He was delivered for the sins of the people. (LSB 222)
This deliverance from the big evil three – sin, death and devil – is the reason we Christians rejoice daily and give thanks to the God of our Fathers – of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob – who has delivered us and has through his only begotten Son Jesus Christ – the Lord of hosts, Jehovah is his name – made atonement for us and all the world, so that we would be free to laud and praise him gratefully by the supplication and advocacy of the Holy Spirit now and forever. If he has done such great miracles and wonders of salvation for and unto us, how should he withhold anything from us? If he has given himself to be be ours, what should we miss or lack?
O the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! how unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out. For who hath known the mind of the Lord? or who hath been his counsellor? Or who hath first given to him, and it shall be recompensed unto him again? For of him, and through him, and to him, are all things: to whom be glory for ever. Amen. (Rom 11:33-36 KJV) Amen.
Praise, My soul, the King of Heaven
By: Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1874
Praise, my soul, the King of heaven;
To his feet your tribute bring;
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Evermore His praises sing;
Praise the everlasting King.
Praise Him for His grace and favor
To His people in distress;
Praise Him still the same as ever,
Slow to chide, and swift to bless:
Glorious in His faithfulness.
Father like He tends and spares us;
Well our feeble frame He knows;
In His hand He gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes.
Widely yet His mercy flows.
Angels, help us to adore Him;
You behold Him face to face;
Sun and moon, bow down before Him,
All who dwell in time and space.
Praise with us the God of grace.