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Noah praised God for the great deliverance by building an altar and offering sacrifices. How do you praise God when He delivers you?

BibleGateway: Genesis 8:15-22

ESV Text: Genesis 8:15-22

KJV Text:

The section starts at about 1:55 and ends at about 3:6

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     15 And God spake unto Noah, saying, 16 Go forth of the ark, thou, and thy wife, and thy sons, and thy sons’ wives with thee. 17 Bring forth with thee every living thing that is with thee, of all flesh, both of fowl, and of cattle, and of every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth; that they may breed abundantly in the earth, and be fruitful, and multiply upon the earth. 18 And Noah went forth, and his sons, and his wife, and his sons’ wives with him: 19 Every beast, every creeping thing, and every fowl, and whatsoever creepeth upon the earth, after their kinds, went forth out of the ark.

     20 And Noah builded an altar unto the LORD; and took of every clean beast, and of every clean fowl, and offered burnt offerings on the altar. 21 And the LORD smelled a sweet savour; and the LORD said in his heart, I will not again curse the ground any more for man’s sake; for the imagination of man’s heart is evil from his youth; neither will I again smite any more every thing living, as I have done. 22 While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.(KJV)

Hymn: TLH 158:
Glory be to Jesus

— Organ Audio

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1. Glory be to Jesus, 
Who in bitter pains 
Poured for me the life-blood 
From His sacred veins! 

2. Grace and life eternal 
In that blood I find; 
Blest be His compassion, 
Infinitely kind! 

3. Blest through endless ages 
Be the precious stream 
Which from endless torments 
Did the world redeem! 

4. Abel’s blood for vengeance 
Pleaded to the skies; 
But the blood of Jesus 
For our pardon cries. 

5. Oft as earth exulting 
Wafts its praise on high, 
Angel hosts rejoicing 
Make their glad reply. 

6. Lift we, then, our voices, 
Swell the mighty flood, 
Louder still and louder 
Praise the precious blood!