Kidung Jemaat

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Hymns

1 Kings 2:1--4:22

• [1Ki 3:5] And Dost Thou Say

  And dost Thou say, “Ask what thou wilt”? Lord, I would seize the golden hour; I pray to be released from guilt, And freed from sin and Satan’s power. More of Thy presence, Lord, impart, More of Thine image let me bear; Erect Thy throne within my heart, And reign without a rival there. Give me to read my pardon sealed, And from Thy joy to draw my strength; To have Thy boundless love revealed In all its height, and breadth, and length. Grant these requests—I ask no more, But to Thy care the rest resign; Living or dying, rich or poor, All shall be well if Thou art mine.

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• [1Ki 3:9] Give Me, O Lord, Right Views Of Thee

  Give me, O Lord, right views of Thee, Thy glorious nature, love, and might; And draw my spirit’s eyes to see The things concealed from mortal sight; And in the soul which Thou hast wrought, O breathe the understanding thought. Give me, O Lord, right views of Thee, And of myself and purpose here; My life, my end, and destiny, My secret dreams of hope and fear; O Thou Who standst behind it all, To Thee for light I look and call. Give me, O Lord, right views of truth; And give me, too, the honest mind, Which of its freedom gives the proof In sweet forbearance broad and kind; Which will not barter, slight, or sell The truth it sees, but guard it well. Give me, O Lord, right views of truth; Thy all discerning Spirit give, To bring light in earliest youth Thy living words by which men live; Of all Thy gifts, I pray, impart A wise and understanding heart.

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Ezra 5:11

• [Ezr 5:11] Lift The Strain Of High Thanksgiving

  Lift the strain of high thanksgiving! Tread with songs the hallowed way! Praise our fathers’ God for mercies New to us their sons today: Here they built for Him a dwelling, Served Him here in ages past, Fixed it for His sure possession, Holy ground, while time shall last. When the years had wrought their changes, He, our own unchanging God, Thought on this His habitation, Looked on His decayed abode; Heard our prayers, and helped our counsels, Blessed the silver and the gold, Till once more His house is standing Firm and stately as of old. Entering then Thy gates with praises, Lord, be ours Thine Israel’s prayer: “Rise into Thy place of resting, Show Thy promised presence there!” Let the gracious Word be spoken Here, as once on Sion’s height, “This shall be My rest forever, This my dwelling of delight.” Fill this latter house with glory Greater than the former knew; Clothe with righteousness the priesthood, Guide its choir to reverence true; Let Thy Holy One’s anointing Here its sevenfold blessings shed; Spread for us the heavenly banquet, Satisfy Thy poor with bread. Praise to Thee, almighty Father, Praise to Thee, eternal Son, Praise to Thee, all quickening Spirit, Ever blessèd Three in One; Threefold power and grace and wisdom, Molding out of sinful clay Living stones for that true temple Which shall never know decay.

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