This was one of my favourites from the book Morning and Evening by Spurgeon. How we are to be thankful for what God offered and gave us, if not to praise Him for it. We get so caught up in our daily busy life that we forget to thank Him for the simple little things. Keep reading His word and be blessed by it. Don’t let your Bible aside for the entire weekend. Go read it! I pray your weekend with be filled with His blessing and steadfast love.

“Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!”— Psalm 107:8

If we complained less, and were more thankful, we would be happier, and God would be more glorified. Every day thank God for ordinary mercies—we refer to them as ordinary and yet so priceless that without them, we are ready to perish.

Let us thank God for the eyes with which we behold the sun, for the health and strength to walk around, for the bread we eat, and for the clothes we wear. Let us thank Him that we are not among the hopeless or confined among the guilty; let us thank Him for liberty, for friends, for family associations and comforts; let us praise him, in fact, for everything which we receive from his generous hand, for although we deserve little, He provided an abundance.

The sweetest and the loudest note in our thankful songs should be of redeeming love. God’s redeeming acts towards His chosen are forever the favourite themes of their praise. If we know what redemption means, let us not withhold our hymns of thanksgiving.

We have been redeemed from the power of our corruptions, uplifted from the depth of sin into which we were naturally plunged. We have been led to the cross of Christ—our shackles of guilt have been broken off; we are no longer slaves but children of the living God, and can anticipate the period when we will be presented before the throne without spot or wrinkle or any such thing.

Even now, by faith we wrap ourselves in the fair linen which is to be our everlasting array and rehearse our unceasing thankfulness to the Lord our Redeemer. Child of God, can you remain silent?

Stir yourself with thoughts of your inheritance, and lead your captivity captive, crying with David, “Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name.” Let the new month begin with new songs.

Charles H. Spurgeon