In some moments there seems to be no words to express our pain, our hurt, our lament. How could we possibly praise the Lord?
In David's night he urgered all within him to praise the Lord and renew his trust in the one who is faithful.
"I will praise the Lord, who counsels me; even at night my heart instructs me. I keep my eyes always on the Lord. With Him at my right hand, I will not be shaken... You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand."
In Job's dark night he fell to the ground out of reverence for the Lord, to bring the Lord glory.
"Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked I will depart. the Lord gave and the Lord has taken away; may the name of the Lord be praised."
"I will be glad and rejoice in your love, for you saw my affliction and knew the anguish of my soul, you have not given me into the hands of the enemy but have set my feet in a spacious place."
May we ever praise the Lord whether standing on a mountain top or in a deep valley. In our lament He is with us.