Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 51:18

• 'Ku Ingin Menghayati [KJ.158]

  1. 'Ku ingin menghayati sengsara Tuhanku. Semoga kudapati, ya Yesus, rahmatMu! Beban kesalahanku membuatku lelah; Berilah hidup baru, ya Yesus, tolonglah!	Mzm 38:5, 19
  2. O ingat akan daku yang hilang tersesat; bertimbunlah dosaku yang menekan berat. JalanMu kulalaikan, hidupku bercela; Engkau penuh kebaikan, ya Yesus, tolonglah!	Mzm 51
  3. Waktu yang Kauberikan terbuang olehku; tidak kuperhatikan nasihat sabdaMu. Jiwaku menderita dan berkeluh-kesah; O Sumber sukacita, ya Yesus, tolonglah!
  4. Kiranya kausembuhkan hatiku yang sedih, sudilah menghapuskan dosaku yang keji. 'Ku rindu akan hidup yang suci mulia; hentikanlah tangisku, ya Yesus, tolonglah!	1 Yoh 1:9
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Psalms 55:3-11

• Kiranya Langit Terbelah [KJ.80]

  1. Kiranya langit terbelah; ya Jurus'lamat, datanglah, bukalah sorga segera, buanglah palang pintunya.	Yes 64:1 Mrk 1:10
  2. O, turun seperti embun, sirami ladang bumiMu; curahkanlah anugerah, Raja yang adil, datanglah!	Yes 45:8 Hos 14:6
  3. Hai bumi, kau terbukalah! Gunung, lembah, menghijaulah, agar darimu bersemi Bunga selamat abadi.	Mzm 85:12
  4. Engkau dinanti dunia. KedatanganMu kapankah? Dari takhtaMu turunlah; hiburkan kami yang resah.	Yes 51:5
  5. Ya Surya Pagi yang cerah, biar fajarMu merekah; mari, terbitlah cemerlang, halaulah kabut yang kelam.	Mal 4:2 Luk 1:78-79 Yoh 1:9
  6. Dirundung duka kemelut, kami menghadap pintu maut. UmatMu, Tuhan, tuntunlah ke negeri sejahtera.	Mzm 55:5-6 Mzm 107:10, 18
  7. Di sana kami bersyukur memuliakan namaMu, ya Penebus manusia, sampai selama-lamanya!
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Hymns

Psalms 55:3-11

• [Psa 55:6] On Joyful Wings

  On joyful wings our raptured souls Would mount and spread their flight, And from Mount Pisgah’s top behold The land of pure delight. Refrain Above the clouds, above the stars, That heav’nly region fair, Where He, our Lord and Savior, dwells, Our home, our home is there. Sweet visions oft His love reveals, Of that divine abode; And with His kind, protecting hand, He leads us on the road. Refrain O blessèd hope that bears us up, And stills each throb of care! The night will pass, the morn will come, And we shall soon be there. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 55:6] Wings Of A Dove, The

  Had I the pinions of a dove, How would I fly away, To realms of light and joy and love, In portals of the day! Refrain O give me the wings of a dove, To fly and be at rest, To seek the bliss of Heav’n above Which those who find are blest. Tho’ thru this weary world I tread, At morn, to God my Friend, At noon, and e’er I seek my bed, My prayer shall still ascend. Refrain O cast thy burden on the Lord, Whose goodness doth sustain; The tender mercies of thy God Shall ease thy load of pain. Refrain So thou unmoved shalt pass along, Thru life’s short fleeting day, And carry in thy heart a song, Until the sunset ray. Refrain

  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 137:5-6

• [Psa 137:5] I Love Thy Kingdom, Lord

  I love Thy kingdom, Lord, The house of Thine abode, The church our blessed Redeemer saved With His own precious blood. I love Thy church, O God. Her walls before Thee stand, Dear as the apple of Thine eye, And written on Thy hand. If e’er to bless Thy sons My voice or hands deny, These hands let useful skills forsake, This voice in silence die. Should I with scoffers join Her altars to abuse? No! Better far my tongue were dumb, My hand its skill should lose. For her my tears shall fall For her my prayers ascend, To her my cares and toils be given Till toils and cares shall end. Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. Jesus, Thou Friend divine, Our Savior and our King, Thy hand from every snare and foe Shall great deliverance bring. Sure as Thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield And brighter bliss of Heaven.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 137:5] Far From My Heavenly Home

  Far from my heavenly home, Far from my Father’s breast, Fainting I cry, blest Spirit, come And speed me to my rest. Upon the willows long My harp has silent hung: How should I sing a cheerful song Till Thou inspire my tongue? My spirit homeward turns And fain would thither flee; My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns, When I remember thee. To thee, to thee I press, A dark and toilsome road; When shall I pass the wilderness, And reach the saint’s abode? God of my life, be near; On Thee my hopes I cast: O guide me through the desert here, And bring me home at last.

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  source: Cyberhymnal