Kidung Jemaat

Genesis 17:1--20:18

• Hatiku Bersukaria [KJ.77]

  	1 Sam 2:1-10; Luk 1:46-55
  1. Hatiku bersukaria mengagungkan nama Tuhan, Allah, Juru s'lamatku.
  2. DiindahkanNya hambaNya; kini dan senantiasa diberkati namaku.	Luk 1:4
  3. Kar'na Allah Mahakuasa melakukan karya agung kepadaku yang rendah.
  4. Mahasuci Nama Allah; rahmatNya turun-temurun atas orang salehNya.
  5. DinyatakanNya kuasa hingga orang congkak hati habis oleh tanganNya
  6. DisuruhNya turun takhta pembesar dan panguasa ditinggikan yang rendah.	Mzm 75:8 Mzm 113:7-9 Yeh 21:26
  7. Orang lapar dikenyangkan orang kaya dihampakan dan disuruhNya pergi.	Mzm 107:9
  8. Sungguh Ia melepaskan Umat Israel, hambaNya, kar'na rahmatNya kekal.
  9. Seperti dijanjikanNya pada Abraham semula untuk s'lama-lamanya.	Kej 12:3 Kej 17:7 Kej 22:18 Mzm 105:42
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• Mahaterpuji Allahku [KJ.79]

  	Luk 1:68-79
  1. Mahaterpuji Allahku: Ia lepaskan kita dari kuasa seteru dan segenap derita. Tanda selamat diberi membuat wajah berseri: Mesias akan datang! Kini terkabul dan genap janji Nubuat Alkitab, yang lama didambakan.
  2. Yang dalam nista tercengk'ram akan dibebaskanNya; janjiNya pada Abraham kini menjadi nyata: umatNya bersejahtera 'kan beribadah padaNya dan hidup badi Dia. Nabi Yohanes, kau seg'ra 'kan meratakan jalanNya, Sang Raja yang mulia!	Kej 12:3 Kej 17:7 Kej 22:18 Mzm 105:42 Mal 3:1 Mrk 1:2 Luk 7:27
  3. Agar umatNya mengerti hidup kekal sentosa, Yang Mahakasih memberi rahmat ampunan dosa. Sang Surya Pagi t'lah dekat! Orang yang jalannya gelap melihat cahayaNya. Kita tak lagi bersedih, tapi berjalan ke neg'ri yang damai selamanya!	Mal 4:2 Yoh 1:9 Yes 9:1 Mat 4:16
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Hymns

Genesis 17:1--20:18

• [Gen 18:3] Pass Me Not, O Gentle Savior

  Pass me not, O gentle Savior, Hear my humble cry; While on others Thou art calling, Do not pass me by. Refrain Savior, Savior, Hear my humble cry; While on others Thou art calling, Do not pass me by. Let me at Thy throne of mercy Find a sweet relief, Kneeling there in deep contrition; Help my unbelief. Refrain Trusting only in Thy merit, Would I seek Thy face; Heal my wounded, broken spirit, Save me by Thy grace. Refrain Thou the Spring of all my comfort, More than life to me, Whom have I on earth beside Thee? Whom in Heav’n but Thee? Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Gen 18:19] Father Of All, Thy Care We Bless

  Father of all, Thy care we bless, Which crowns our families with peace; From Thee they spring, and by Thy hand They are, and shall be still sustained. To God, most worthy to be praised, Be our domestic altars raised; Who, Lord of Heaven, yet deigns to come And sanctify our humblest home. To Thee may each united house Morning and night present its vows; Our servants there, and rising race Be taught Thy precepts and Thy grace. So may each future age proclaim The honors of Thy glorious Name, And each succeeding race remove To join the family above.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Gen 18:25] Whate’er My God Ordains Is Right

  Whate’er my God ordains is right: His holy will abideth; I will be still whate’er He doth; And follow where He guideth; He is my God; though dark my road, He holds me that I shall not fall: Wherefore to Him I leave it all. Whate’er my God ordains is right: He never will deceive me; He leads me by the proper path: I know He will not leave me. I take, content, what He hath sent; His hand can turn my griefs away, And patiently I wait His day. Whate’er my God ordains is right: His loving thought attends me; No poison can be in the cup That my Physician sends me. My God is true; each morn anew I’ll trust His grace unending, My life to Him commending. Whate’er my God ordains is right: He is my Friend and Father; He suffers naught to do me harm, Though many storms may gather, Now I may know both joy and woe, Some day I shall see clearly That He hath loved me dearly. Whate’er my God ordains is right: Though now this cup, in drinking, May bitter seem to my faint heart, I take it, all unshrinking. My God is true; each morn anew Sweet comfort yet shall fill my heart, And pain and sorrow shall depart. Whate’er my God ordains is right: Here shall my stand be taken; Though sorrow, need, or death be mine, Yet I am not forsaken. My Father’s care is round me there; He holds me that I shall not fall: And so to Him I leave it all.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Gen 19:17] Haste, Traveler, Haste!

  Haste, traveler, haste! the night comes on, And many a shining hour is gone; The storm is gathering in the west, And thou art from home and rest. O far from home thy footsteps stray; Christ is the life, and Christ the way, And Christ the light; thy setting sun Sinks ere thy morning is begun. Awake, awake! pursue thy way With steady course, while yet ’tis day; While thou art sleeping on the ground, Danger and darkness gather round. The rising tempest sweeps the sky; The rains descend, the winds are high; The waters swell, and death and fear Beset thy path, nor refuge near. O yes! a shelter you may gain, A covert from the wind and the rain, A hiding-place a rest, a home, A refuge from the wrath to come. Then linger not in all the plain, Flee for thy life, the mountain gain; Look not behind, make no delay, O speed thee, speed thee on thy way! Poor, lost, benighted soul! art thou Wiling to find salvation now? There yet is hope; hear mercy’s call: Truth! Life! Light! Way! in Christ is all!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Matthew 20:22

• [Mat 20:22] Son Of God Goes Forth To War, The

  The Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain; His blood red banner streams afar: Who follows in His train? Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below, He follows in His train. That martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave; Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in His train? A glorious band, the chosen few On whom the Spirit came; Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, And mocked the cross and flame. They met the tyrant’s brandished steel, The lion’s gory mane; They bowed their heads the death to feel: Who follows in their train? A noble army, men and boys, The matron and the maid, Around the Savior’s throne rejoice, In robes of light arrayed. They climbed the steep ascent of Heav’n, Through peril, toil and pain; O God, to us may grace be given, To follow in their train.

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  source: Cyberhymnal