Kidung Jemaat

Colossians 1:22

• Jurus'lamat, Datanglah [KJ.82]

  1. Jurus'lamat, datanglah, Allah da Manusia, biar dunia terkelu kar'na kelahiranMu.
  2. Roh dan Firman yang kudus menghadirkan wujudMu: Allah mahamulia dalam rupa yang rendah!	Mat 1:20 Luk 1:35 Yoh 1:14 Flp 2:6-8
  3. Anak dara bundaMu: Kau manusia penuh, Kediaman Roh Kudus; dosa kami Kautebus.	Yes 61:1 Luk 4:18
  4. Surya Pagi yang permai, Kau bagaikan mempelai tampil dari kemahMu; jalan raya Kautempuh!	Mal 4:2 Luk 1:78-79 Yoh 1:9 Mzm 19:5-7
  5. Dari rumah BapaMu langkah-langkahMu teguh masuk alam maut seram, pulang naik ke takhta t'rang.	Flp 2:8-9
  6. Citra Allah yang kekal, dalam daging Kau menang, agar kami yang lemah Kaukuatkan s'lamanya.	Kol 1:15, 22
  7. PalunganMu berseri: waktu malam Kauberi sinar kasih yang terang, pengharapan dan iman.	1 Kor 13:13
  8. Dimuliakanlah terus Bapa, Putra, Roh Kudus: damai dan sejahtera memenuhi dunia!
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Hymns

Psalms 109:1

• [Psa 109:1] O God, Whom I Delight To Praise

  O God, whom I delight to praise, To Thee my cry for help I raise; Be Thou my Friend and Advocate When foes assail with bitter hate. Against me slanderous words are flung From many a false and lying tongue; Without a cause men hurl at me The shafts of deadly enmity. My good with evil they repay, My love turns not their hate away; The part of vengeance, Lord, is Thine; To pray, and only pray, is mine. Since love appeals to him in vain, The slave of sin let him remain; Against him let his foe be turned, His sin be judged, his prayer be spurned. Let sudden death upon him break, His office let another take, His children and his widowed wife Pursue the homeless beggar’s life. Let creditors consume his toil And strangers make his wealth their spoil; Let none in pity heed his claim; Cut off his race, blot out his name. His parents’ sins be not forgot Till Thou from earth his memory blot, Since he remembered not to show Compassion to the sons of woe. He cursing loved and blessing loathed: Unblest, with cursing he is clothed; For thus the justice of the Lord My adversaries will reward. O God, the Lord, for Thy Name’s sake Let me of Thy good grace partake; My need is great, and great Thou art To heal my wounded, stricken heart. With failing strength I fast and pine, Like shadows swift my days decline, And when my foes my weakness see They shake their head in scorn at me. O Lord, my God, Thy help I crave, In Thy great lovingkindness save; Before my foes Thy mercy show; That Thou dost help me, make them know. What though they curse, if Thou wilt bless? Then joy shall banish my distress, And shame shall overwhelm the foes Who would Thy servant’s way oppose. Thanksgiving to the Lord I raise, The multitude shall hear my praise, For by the needy God will stand To save them from oppression’s hand.

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  source: Cyberhymnal