Psalm Chapter 114

Psalm 114: The Day the Mountains Danced

This may be the most purely delightful psalm in the entire Psalter — eight verses of sheer, grinning wonder at what happened when God showed up. The sea saw Him and fled. The Jordan reversed course. The mountains — the mountains! — skipped like rams, and the little hills like lambs. And then comes the question, asked with what can only be described as holy mischief: "What ailed thee, O thou sea, that thou fleddest?" As if the psalmist is interviewing creation itself, teasing it for its panic. But beneath the playfulness is something enormous: the God of Jacob is so overwhelmingly present that the furniture of the earth cannot hold still. Rock becomes water. The unchangeable changes. It is the Exodus retold not as history but as comedy — the best kind, in which the punchline is that the Creator of the universe walked into the room and everything that thought it was solid discovered it was not. Tremble, thou earth, at the presence of the Lord. Even the ground beneath your feet knows when He is near.

00:00 Israel Goes Out of Egypt
00:10 The Sea Fled, Jordan Turned Back
00:20 Mountains Skipping Like Rams
00:30 What Ailed Thee, O Sea?
00:40 Tremble at His Presence
00:48 Rock Turned to Water