Psalms 6 
Kidung Jemaat
Mari, Bersukacita [KJ.200]
1. Mari bersukacita, terima kabar baik! Habislah dukacita;
terbitlah t'rang ajaib! Yesus yang tersekap di kubur yang gelap
disambut fajar t'rang sebagai Pemenang!
Mrk 15:46
Mrk 16:1-8
Kol 2:15
Why 1:18
2. Ia pun dimakamkan; puaslah seteru. Tiada mereka sangka
t'lah bangkit Penebus! Kumandang jayaNya mengisi dunia
dan panji Pemenang berkibar cemerlang!
Mat 28:18-20
Mrk 16:20
Kis 1:8
Kis 4:33
Kol 1:6, 23
1 Tim 3:16
3. Oleh adegan ini gembira hatiku; tak lagi kutakuti ancaman seteru.
'Ku beriman teguh: Yesus jaminanku.
SalibNya kupegang, niscaya 'ku menang.
Rm 8:37
1 Kor 15:57
1 Yoh 5:4-5
Why 17:14
4. Bagai anggota Kristus, terpaut padaNya, tanpa cemas kuikut
di jalan jayaNya. Di maut yang kelam, betapa pun seram,
Tuhanku beserta dengan kuasaNya!
Rm 6:3-4
Flp 3:10-11
Mzm 23:4
5. Rajaku sudah masuk kemuliaanNya: amanlah tujuanku di jalan dunia!
Jauhlah, hai lawanku! Tuhan di pihakku: Perisai dan Teman;
OlehNya 'ku tent'ram!
Mat 25:31
Mrk 16:19
Mzm 6:9
6. Sampai ke dalam sorga 'ku ikutlah terus; di pintuNya tersurat
amanat Penebus: "Yang tadi berlelah, dapat mahkotanya;
yang mati dalamKu, bahagia penuh!"1 Kor 9:25
2 Tim 4:8
Why 14:13
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Hymns
- [Psa 6:1] Lord, I Can Suffer Thy Rebukes
Lord, I can suffer Thy rebukes,
When Thou with kindness dost chastise;
But Thy fierce wrath I cannot bear:
O let it not against me rise.Pity my languishing estate,
And ease the sorrows that I feel;
The wounds Thine heavy hand hath made,
O let Thy gentler touches heal!See how I pass my weary days
In sighs and groans; and when ’tis night
My bed is watered with my tears;
My grief consumes, and dims my sight.Look, how the powers of nature mourn!
How long, Almighty God, how long?
When shall Thine hour of grace return?
When shall I make Thy grace my song?I feel my flesh so near the grave,
My thoughts are tempted to despair;
But graves can never praise the Lord,
For all is dust and silence there.Depart, ye tempters, from my soul;
And all despairing thoughts, depart;
My God, who hears my humble moan,
Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Psa 6:1] Lord, Rebuke Me Not In Anger
Lord, rebuke me not in anger,
Nor in wrath still chasten me,
Pity now and show me mercy,
Help thou my infirmity.I am vexed; no longer tarry,
Nor the way of anger take.
Lord, O Lord, my soul deliver,
Save me for Thy mercy’s sake.Shall the dead Thy Name remember?
Can they praise Thee from the grave?
Pity, Lord, my sad condition,
Lo, my bed with tears I lave.I am worn and near exhausted,
Wasted now mine eye appears;
Part from me, ye adversaries,
God hath marked my falling tears.God hath heard my supplication,
He will surely grant my plea,
Let mine enemies be routed,
Be defeated suddenly.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Psa 6:2] Have Mercy, Lord, On Me
Have mercy, Lord, on me,
As Thou wert ever kind;
Let me, oppressed with loads of guilt,
Thy wonted mercy find.Wash off my foul offense,
And cleanse me from my sin;
For I confess my crimes, and see
How great my guilt has been.The joy Thy favor gives
Let me again obtain,
And Thy free Spirit’s firm support
My fainting soul sustain.To God the Father, Son,
And Spirit glory be,
As ’twas, and is, and shall be so
To all eternity.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Psa 6:2] Heal Me, O My Savior
Heal me, O my Savior, heal;
Heal me as I suppliant kneel;
Heal me, and my pardon seal.Fresh the wounds that sin hath made;
Hear the prayers I oft have prayed,
And in mercy send me aid.Helpless, none can help me now;
Cheerless, none can cheer but Thou;
Suppliant, Lord, to Thee I bow.Thou the true Physician art;
Thou, O Christ, canst health impart,
Binding up the bleeding heart.Other comforters are gone;
Thou canst heal, and Thou alone;
Thou for all my sins atone.Heal me, then, my Savior, heal:
Heal me, as I suppliant kneel;
To Thy mercy I appeal.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Psa 6:2] When My Love To God Grows Weak
When my love to God grows weak,
[or When my love to Christ grows weak]
When for deeper faith I seek,
Then in thought I go to thee,
Garden of Gethsemane.There I walk amid the shades
While the lingering twilight fades
See that suffering, friendless One,
Weeping, praying there alone.When my love for man grows weak,
When for stronger faith I seek,
Hill of Calvary, I go
To thy scenes of fear and woe.There behold His agony,
Suffered on the bitter tree;
See His anguish, see His faith,
Love triumphant still in death.Then to life I turn again,
Learning all the worth of pain,
Learning all the might that lies
In a full self sacrifice.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Psa 6:3] Now Let Us All Arise And Sing
Now let us all arise and sing
The coming kingdom of our King,
The time when all shall brothers be,
Each loving each, all loving Thee.
How long, O Lord, O Lord, how long
Shall these Thy weak ones suffer wrong?O when shall dawn the glorious day
For which we hope and work and pray?
Dear Father, use what means Thou wilt
To cleanse our lives from greed and guilt;
Help us to put away our sin
And learn to bring Thy kingdom in.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Psa 6:3] Return To Bless My Waiting Eyes
Return to bless my waiting eyes,
And cheer my mourning heart, O Lord!
Without Thee, all beneath the skies
No real pleasure can afford.When Thy loved presence meets my sight,
It softens care, and sweetens toil;
The sun shines forth with double light,
The whole creation wears a smile.Upon thine arm of love I rest,
Thy gracious voice forbids my fear;
No storms disturb my peaceful breast,
No foes assault when Thou art near.But ah! since Thou hast been away,
Nothing but trouble have I known;
And Satan marks me for his prey
Because he sees me left alone.My sun is hid, my comforts lost,
My graces droop, my sins revive;
Distressed, dismayed, and tempest tossed,
My soul is only just alive!Lord, hear my cry and come again!
Put all mine enemies to shame,
And let them see, ’tis not in vain
That I have trusted in Thy Name.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Psa 6:9] Receive, O Lord, In Heaven Above
Receive, O Lord, in Heaven above
Our prayers and supplications pure;
Give us a heart all full of love
And steady courage to endure.Thy holy Name our mouths confess,
Our tongues are harps to praise Thy grace;
Forgive our sins and wickedness,
Who in this vigil seek Thy face.Let not our song become a sigh,
A wail of anguish and despair;
In lovingkindness, Lord most high,
Receive tonight our evening prayer.O raise us in that day, that we
May sing, where all Thy saints adore,
Praise to Thy Father, and to Thee,
And to Thy Spirit, evermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal
