Kidung Jemaat
1 Samuel 1:9--2:10
Hatiku Bersukaria [KJ.77]
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
Play - Yang Mau Dibimbing oleh Tuhan [KJ.379]
1. Yang mau dibimbing oleh Tuhan dan berharap tak henti,
akan mendapat pertolongan, bahkan di saat terpedih.
Tuhanlah dasar imannya, bukanlah pasir alasnya.
Mat 7:24-27
2. Apa gunanya tawar hati, hanya menangis tersedu?
Apa gunanya tiap pagi kita mulai berkeluh?
Jikalau kita bersedih, tambah berat beban salib.
3. Biar jiwamu kautenangkan, tabahkan hati yang sendu:
Yang Mahatahu kauandalkan, kasihNya cukup bagimu.
Tuhan telah memilihmu dan Ia tahu yang kau perlu.
2 Kor 12:9
4. PadaNya ada sukacita; nantikan saja waktunya.
Bila kau tulus dan setia, Tuhan menolong segera.
Ia beri berkat penuh yang tak terduga olehmu.
Mzm 16:11
5. Jangan kausangka bahwa Tuhan 'kan meninggalkan anakNya
dan bahwa hanya kemujuran tan dan bukti kasihNya.
Nanti bagimu nyatalah betapa agung maksudNya.Mzm 92
6. Tidak mustahil bagi Allah mengubah citra dunia:
orang yang kaya dipapakan, yang miskin jadi mulia.
Yang Mahaadil Dialah dalam segala tindakNya.
1 Sam 2:7-8
Mzm 75:7-8
Mzm 113:7-8
Luk 1:52-53
7. Tetaplah kau di jalan Tuhan, setia dalam tugasmu:
dengan berkat yang tak berkurang dibaruiNya hidupmu.
Yang kepadaNya berserah tak ditinggalkan olehNya.Ul 31:6,8
Yos 1:5
Ibr 13:5-6
Play
Hymns
1 Samuel 1:9--2:10
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[1Sa 1:13] When Hannah, Pressed With Grief
When Hannah, pressed with grief,
Poured forth her soul in prayer;
She quickly found relief,
And left her burden there:
Like her, in every trying case,
Let us approach the throne of grace.When she began to pray,
Her heart was pained and sad;
But ere she went away,
Was comforted and glad:
In trouble, what a resting place,
Have they who know the throne of grace!Though men and devils rage,
And threaten to devour;
The saints, from age to age,
Are safe from all their pow’r:
Fresh strength they gain to run their race,
By waiting at the throne of grace.Eli her case mistook,
How was her spirit moved
By his unkind rebuke?
But God her cause approved.
We need not fear a creature’s face,
While welcome at the throne of grace.She was not filled with wine,
As Eli rashly thought;
But with a faith divine,
And found the help she sought:
Though men despise and call us base,
Still let us ply the throne of grace.Men have not pow’r or skill,
With troubled souls to bear;
Though they express good-will,
Poor comforters they are:
But swelling sorrows sink apace,
When we approach the throne of grace.Numbers before have tried,
And found the promise true;
Nor one been yet denied,
Then why should I or you?
Let us by faith their footsteps trace,
And hasten to the throne of grace.As fogs obscure the light,
And taint the morning air;
But soon are put to flight,
If the bright sun appear;
Thus Jesus will our troubles chase,
By shining from the throne of grace.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Sa 1:19] Lord, In The Morning Thou Shalt Hear
Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;
To Thee will I direct my prayer,
To Thee lift up mine eye.Up to the hills, where Christ is gone
To plead for all His saints,
Presenting at His Father’s throne,
Our songs and our complaints.Thou art a God before Whose sight
The wicked shall not stand;
Sinners shall ne’er be Thy delight,
Nor dwell at Thy right hand.But to Thy house will I resort,
To taste Thy mercies there;
I will frequent Thine holy court,
And worship in Thy fear.O may Thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness!
Make ev’ry path of duty straight
And plain before my faceMy watchful enemies combine
To tempt my feet astray;
They flatter, with a base design
To make my soul their prey.Lord, crush the serpent in the dust,
And all his plots destroy;
While those that in Thy mercy trust,
Forever shout for joy.The men that love and fear Thy Name
Shall see their hopes fulfill’d;
The mighty God will compass them
With favor as a shield.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Sa 1:19] Sweetly The Holy Hymn
Sweetly the holy hymn
Breaks on the morning air;
Before the world with smoke is dim
We meet to offer prayer.While flowers are wet with dews,
Dew of our souls, descend:
Ere yet the sun the day renews,
O Lord, Thy Spirit send.Upon the battlefield,
Before the fight begins,
We seek, O Lord, Thy sheltering shield,
To guard us from our sins.Ere yet our vessel sails
Upon the stream of day
We plead, O Lord, for heavenly gales
To speed us on our way!On the lone mountain side,
Before the morning’s light,
The Man of sorrows wept and cried,
And rose refreshed with might.Oh, hear us then, for we
Are very weak and frail,
We make the Savior’s Name our plea,
And surely must prevail.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Sa 2:6] Come, Every Pious Heart
Come, every pious heart,
That loves the Savior’s Name,
Your noblest powers exert
To celebrate His fame;
Tell all above, and all below;
That debt of love to Him you owe.He left His starry crown,
And laid His robes aside;
On wings of love came down,
And wept, and bled, and died:
What He endured, O who can tell,
To save our souls from death and hell!From the dark grave He rose;
The mansions of the dead,
And thence His mighty foes
In glorious triumph led;
Up through the sky the Conqueror rode;
And reigns on High, the Savior God.From thence He’ll quickly come,
His chariot will not stay,
And bear our spirits home
To realms of endless day;
There shall we see His lovely face
And ever be in His embrace.Jesus, we ne’er can pay
The debt we owe Thy love;
Yet tell us how we may
Our gratitude approve;
Our hearts, our all to Thee we give;
The gift, though small, Thou wilt receive.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Sa 2:6] The Grave Itself A Garden Is
The grave itself a garden is,
Where loveliest flowers abound;
Since Christ, our never fading Life,
Sprang from that holy ground.O give us grace to die to sin,
That we, O Lord, may have
So holy, happy rest in Thee,
A Sabbath in the grave.Thou, Lord, baptized in Thine own blood,
And buried in the grave,
Didst raise Thyself to endless life,
Omnipotent to save.Baptized into Thy death we died,
And buried were with Thee,
That we might fly with Thee to God,
And ever blest might be.Lord, through the grave and gate of death
May we, with Thee, arise
To an eternal Easter day
Of glory in the skies!Play source: Cyberhymnal
