Kidung Jemaat

Matthew 13:44-46

• Aku Dapat di Hatiku [KJ.423]

  1. Aku dapat di hatiku mutiara yang permai: Tuhan Yesus, Kawan karib, takkan lagi tercerai.	Mat 13:44-46
  2. Aku dapat di t'lingaku bunyi lagu yang kudus: Jurus'lamat besertaku dan dosaku ditebus.	1 Yoh 2:1-2
  3. Aku dapat di mataku pemandangan mulia: bumi baru yang membawa damai dan bahagia.	Yes 65:17 Yes 66:22 2 Ptr 3:13 Why 21:1
  4. Aku dapat di tanganku bunga-bunga berseri: bunga Injil bagi kamu yang kudapat kuberi.	1 Kor 15:3
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• Kau Mutiara Hatiku [KJ.324]

  1. Kau Mutiara hatiku, ya Yesus, Kaulah hartaku, tetap mau kumiliki. Ya, tinggallah selamanya dalam hatiku ini.	Mat 13:44-46
  2. Tiada kasih yang teguh setara dengan kasihMu yang kukenal di dunia; pun dalam maut aku terpaut padaMu sepenuhnya.	Mat 20:28 Yoh 15:13 Ef 3:18-19
  3. SabdaMu sungguh dan benar, membuat aku tak gentar, baik hidup maupun mati. Kau milikku; ku milikmu dengan sebulat hati.	Rm 14:8
  4. Sekarang surya terbenam, ya Tuhan, hari pun kelam. O, tinggallah sertaku! Meski gelap, Kaulah tetap jadi terang umatMu!	Luk 24:29 Yoh 8:12 Yoh 12:46 2 Kor 4:6
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• T'rang Bintang Fajar Berseri [KJ.139]

  	Mzm 45; Kdg. Agung
  1. T'rang Bintang Fajar berseri, cerminan sorga memberi karunia, kebenaran. Ya Anak Daud, Rajaku, Engkau Pengantin umatMu; hatiku Kau besarkan! Mahamurah dan mulia, Kau sedia melimpahkan sukacita pengharapan.	2 Ptr 1:19 Why 22:16-17 Ef 5:25-27
  2. Engkaulah mutiaraku, Putra mahkota BapaMu, Pangeran Mahamulia! Kau bunga bakung hatiku; betapa harum InjilMu, lipuran yang sempurna! Hosiana! Kau dandanan dan santapan yang sorgawi: Kau sertaku tiap hari!	Mat 13:44-46 Kid 2:1 Yoh 6:32-58
  3. Pancarkanlah di batinku cahaya sinar kasihMu, Permata yang abadi! Ya Pokok-anggur yang benar, buatlah rantingMu segar berbuah yang sejati! Kaulah Nyala pengasihan, kebajikan dalam hati: rindu lama Kauobati!	Yoh 15:1-8
  4. WajahMu mencerminkan t'rus pribadi Allah yang kudus penuh kemurahanNya. Ya Yesus, b'rilah sabdaMu dan Roh KudusMu yang teguh sertaku selamanya! Lihat, ingat akan daku dan Kauhapus air mataku: t'rima aku di mejaMu!	Yoh 1:14 2 Kor 4:6 Yes 25:8 Why 7:17 Why 21:4
  5. Ya Bapa mahamulia, sebelum ada dunia telah Kaupilih aku. Di dalam Putra TunggalMu Kau menerima diriku: padaNya 'ku terpadu. Haleluya! Hidup sorga yang sempurna diberiNya: sukacita tak terhingga!	Ef 1:4 Gal 4:4-6
  6. Pujianmu, hai dunia, dengan musik iringilah demi PerjamuanNya! Muliakanlah Sang Mempelai di singgasana yang permai; bersuka, hai umatNya! Nyanyi, tari bergiliran, bergembira puji Tuhan, Maharaja Keagungan!	Why 19:6-9
  7. Alangkah riang hatiku, sebab 'ku jadi milikMu, ya Alfa dan Omega! Yang Awal dan Yang Akhir Kau dan Pohon Hidup di firdaus, Engkau harapan g'reja! Amin, amin, Kurindukan Dikau, Tuhan; 'ku berkata: oleh Rohmu:"Maranata!"	Why 1:8, 17 Why 22:13 Kej 2:9 Why 2:7 1 Kor 16:22 Why 22:20
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Hymns

Matthew 13:44-46

• [Mat 13:44] God In Heaven Hath A Treasure

  God in heaven hath a treasure, riches none may count or tell; Hath a deep eternal pleasure, Christ, the Son, He loveth well. God hath here on earth a treasure, none but He its price may know— Deep, unfathomable pleasure, Christ revealed in saints below. Christ, the Light that fills the heavens, shining forth on earth beneath, Through His Spirit freely given, Light of life ’midst shades of death; Down from heaven’s unclouded glory God Himself the treasure brought, Closing thus His love’s sweet story with His sweetest, deepest thought. God in tongues of fire descending, chosen vessels thus to fill With the treasure never ending, ever spent—unfailing still. Still unwasted, undiminished, though the days of dearth wear on, Store eternally unfinished, fresh, as if but now begun. Earthen vessels, marred, unsightly, but the treasure as of old, Fresh from glory, gleaming brightly, heaven’s undimmed, unchanging gold. God’s own hand the vessel filling from the glory far above, Longing hearts forever stilling with those riches of His love. Thus, through earthen vessels only, shining forth in ceaseless grace, Reaching weary hearts and lonely, beams the light in Jesus’ face. Vessels worthless, broken, bearing through the hungry ages on, Riches given with hand unsparing, God’s great gift, His precious Son. Thus though worn, and tried, and tempted, glorious calling, saint, is thine; Let the Lord but find thee emptied, living branch in Christ the Vine! Vessels of the world’s despising, vessels weak, and poor, and base; Bearing wealth God’s heart is prizing, glory from Christ’s blessèd face. Oh, to be but emptier, lowlier, mean, unnoticed, and unknown. And to God a vessel holier, filled with Christ, and Christ alone! Naught of earth to cloud the glory, naught of self the light to dim. Telling forth His wondrous story, emptied—to be filled with Him.

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• [Mat 13:44] Jesus, Priceless Treasure

  Jesus, priceless Treasure, Source of purest pleasure, Truest Friend to me. Ah, how long in anguish Shall my spirit languish, Yearning, Lord, for Thee? Thou art mine, O Lamb divine! I will suffer naught to hide Thee, Naught I ask beside Thee. In Thine arms I rest me; Foes who would molest me Cannot reach me here. Though the earth be shaking, Every heart be quaking, Jesus calms my fear. Lightnings flash and thunders crash; Yet, though sin and hell assail me, Jesus will not fail me. Satan, I defy thee; Death, I now decry thee; Fear, I bid thee cease. World, thou shalt not harm me Nor thy threats alarm me While I sing of peace. God’s great power guards every hour; Earth and all its depths adore Him, Silent bow before Him. Evil world, I leave thee; Thou canst not deceive me, Thine appeal is vain. Sin that once did bind me, Get thee far behind me, Come not forth again. Past thy hour, O pride and power; Sinful life, thy bonds I sever, Leave thee now forever. Hence, all thought of sadness! For the Lord of gladness, Jesus, enters in. Those who love the Father, Though the storms may gather, Still have peace within; Yea, whatever we here must bear, Still in Thee lies purest pleasure, Jesus, priceless Treasure!

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• [Mat 13:45] I’ve Found The Pearl Of Greatest Price

  I’ve found the Pearl of greatest price, My heart doth sing for joy; And sing I must, for Christ is mine; Christ shall my song employ. Christ is my Prophet, Priest and King; A Prophet full of light, My great High Priest before the throne, My King of heav’nly might. For He indeed is Lord of lords, And He the King of kings; He is the Sun of righteousness, With healing in His wings. Christ is my Peace; He died for me, For me He gave His blood; And as my wondrous Sacrifice, Offered Himself to God. Christ Jesus is my All in all, My Comfort and my Love, My Life below, and He shall be My Joy and Crown above.

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• [Mat 13:45] Laden With Guilt, And Full Of Fears

  Laden with guilt, and full of fears, I fly to Thee, my Lord, And not a glimpse of hope appears But in Thy written Word. The volume of my Father’s grace Does all my griefs assuage; Here I behold my Savior’s face Almost in every page. This is the field where hidden lies The pearl of price unknown; That merchant is divinely wise Who makes the pearl his own. Here consecrated water flows To quench my thirst of sin; Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, Nor danger dwells therein. This is the Judge that ends the strife Where wit and reason fail, My guide to everlasting life Through all this gloomy vale. O may Thy counsels, mighty God, My roving feet command; Nor I forsake the happy road That leads to Thy right hand.

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• [Mat 13:45] O That Pearl Of Great Price

  O that Pearl of great price! have you found it? Is the Savior supreme in your love? O consider it well, ere you answer, As you hope for a welcome above. Have you given up all for this Treasure? Have you counted past gains as but loss? Has your trust in yourself and your merits Come to naught before Christ and His cross? Have you come to the living Redeemer, Him that bore all your sins on the tree? Has He graciously pardoned and cleansed you In the blood shed for you and for me? At His feet as one dead, have you fallen, And been quickened anew by His voice, Till, entranced by His riches of goodness, In His presence you live and rejoice? Has the Savior, the righteous, the holy, Cast the beams of His all searching light Into all of your heart’s deep recesses, And transformed into day their dark night? O then answer these questions so pressing, Before God, ere time’s favor shall cease, Is the Pearl of great price yours forever? Have you Jesus, and in Him your peace?

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Luke 10:42

• [Luk 10:42] Beset With Snares On Every Hand

  Beset with snares on every hand, In life’s uncertain path I stand; Savior divine, diffuse Thy light, To guide my doubtful footsteps right. Engage this roving, treacherous heart To fix on Mary’s better part, To scorn the trifles of a day, For joys that none can take away. Then let the wildest storms arise, Let tempests mingle earth and skies; No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, But all my treasures with me bear. If Thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, Cheerful I live, and joyful die; Secure, when mortal comforts flee, To find ten thousand worlds in Thee.

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• [Luk 10:42] O Love Divine, How Sweet Thou Art

  O love divine, how sweet thou art! When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by thee? I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. Stronger His love than death or hell; Its reaches are unsearchable; The first born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see; They cannot reach the mystery The length, and breadth, and height. God only knows the love of God; O that it now were shed abroad In this poor stony heart! For love I sigh, for love I pine; This only portion, Lord, be mine, Be mine this better part. O that I could forever sit With Mary at the Master’s feet; Be this my happy choice; My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth, be this To hear the Bridegroom’s voice. O that, with humbled Peter, I Could weep, believe, and thrice reply, My faithfulness to prove. Thou know’st, (for all to Thee is known, Thou know’st, O Lord, and Thou alone, Thou know’st that Thee I love. O that I could, with favored John, Recline my weary head upon The dear Redeemer’s breast! From care, and sin, and sorrow free, Give me, O Lord, to find in Thee My everlasting rest. Thy only love do I require, Nothing on earth beneath desire, Nothing in heaven above; Let earth, and heaven, and all things go, Give me Thy only love to know, Give me only Thy love.

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• [Luk 10:42] One Thing’s Needful

  One thing’s needful; Lord this treasure Teach me highly to regard; All else, though it first give pleasure, Is a yoke that presses hard. Beneath it the heart is still fretting and striving, No true, lasting happiness ever deriving. The gain of this one thing all loss can requite And teach me in all things to find true delight. Wilt thou find this one thing needful, Turn from all created things Unto Jesus and be heedful Of the blessèd joy He brings. For where God and Man both in one are united, With God’s perfect fulness the heart is delighted; There, there is the worthiest lot and the best, My One and my All and my Joy and my Rest. How were Mary’s thoughts devoted, Her eternal joy to find As intent each word she noted, At her Savior’s feet reclined! How kindled her heart, how devout was its feeling, While hearing the lessons that Christ was revealing! For Jesus all earthly concerns she forgot, And all was repaid in that one happy lot. Thus my longings, heav’nward tending, Jesus, rest alone on Thee. Help me, thus on Thee depending; Savior, come and dwell in me. Although all the world should forsake and forget Thee, In love I will follow Thee, ne’er will I quit Thee. Lord Jesus, both spirit and life is Thy Word; And is there a joy which Thou dost not afford? Wisdom’s highest, noblest treasure, Jesus, lies concealed in Thee; Grant that this may still the measure Of my will and actions be, Humility there and simplicity reigning, In paths of true wisdom my steps ever training. Oh, if I of Christ have this knowledge divine, The fulness of heavenly wisdom is mine. Naught have I, O Christ, to offer Naught but Thee, my highest Good. Naught have I, O Lord, to proffer But Thy crimson-colored blood. Thy death on the cross hath Death wholly defeated And thereby my righteousness fully completed; Salvation’s white raiments I there did obtain, And in them in glory with Thee I shall reign. Therefore Thou alone, my Savior, Shalt be All in all to me; Search my heart and my behavior, Root out all hypocrisy. Restrain me from wandering on pathways unholy And through all life’s pilgrimage keep my heart lowly. This one thing is needful, all others are vain; I count all but loss that I Christ may obtain.

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Philippians 3:8

• [Phi 3:8] Blessed Savior, Thee I Love

  Blessèd Savior, Thee I love, All my other joys above; All my hopes in Thee abide, Thou my Hope, and naught betide; Ever let my glory be, Only, only, only Thee. Once again beside the cross, All my gain I count but loss; Earthly pleasures fade away, Clouds they are that hide my day; Hence, vain shadows! let me see Jesus, crucified for me. Blessèd Savior, Thine am I, Thine to live, and Thine to die; Height or depth, or creature power, Ne’er shall hide my Savior more; Ever shall my glory be, Only, only, only Thee.

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• [Phi 3:8] Deeper And Deeper

  Into the heart of Jesus Deeper and deeper I go, Seeking to know the reason Why He should love me so, Why He should stoop to lift me Up from the miry clay, Saving my soul, making me whole, Though I had wandered away. Into the will of Jesus, Deeper and deeper I go, Praying for grace to follow, Seeking His way to know; Bowing in full surrender Low at His blessèd feet, Bidding Him take, break me and make, Till I am molded, complete. Into the cross of Jesus Deeper and deeper I go, Following through the garden, Facing the dreaded foe; Drinking the cup of sorrow, Sobbing with broken heart, “O Savior, help! Dear Savior, help! Grace for my weakness impart.” Into the joy of Jesus Deeper and deeper I go, Rising, with soul enraptured, Far from the world below. Joy in the place of sorrow, Peace in the midst of pain, Jesus will give, Jesus will give; He will uphold and sustain. Into the love of Jesus Deeper and deeper I go, Praising the One Who brought me Out of my sin and woe; And through eternal ages Gratefully I shall sing, “O how He loved! O how He loved! Jesus, my Lord and my King!”

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• [Phi 3:8] He Is So Precious To Me

  So precious is Jesus, my Savior, my King; His praise all the day long with rapture I sing. To Him in my weakness for strength I can cling, For He is so precious to me. Refrain For He is so precious, so precious to me; For He is so precious, so precious to me. ’Tis heaven below, my Redeemer to know, For He is so precious to me. He stood at my heart’s door ’mid sunshine and rain, And patiently waited an entrance to gain. What shame that so long He entreated in vain, For He is so precious to me. Refrain I stand on the mountain of blessing at last, No cloud in the heavens a shadow to cast, His smile is upon me; the valley is past, For He is so precious to me. Refrain I praise Him because He appointed a place Where some day, through faith in His wonderful grace, I know I shall see Him, shall look on His face, For He is so precious to me. Refrain

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• [Phi 3:8] Lord Jesus, When We Stand Afar

  Lord Jesu, when we stand afar And gaze upon Thy holy cross, In love of Thee, and scorn of self, O may we count the world as loss! When we behold Thy bleeding wounds, And the rough way that Thou hast trod, Make us to hate the load of sin That lay so heavy on our God. O holy Lord, uplifted high, With outstretched arms in mortal woe, Thou dost embrace in wondrous love The sinful world that lies below. Give us an ever living faith To gaze beyond the things we see; And in the mystery of Thy death Draw us and all men unto Thee.

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• [Phi 3:8] Many Thoughts Stir My Heart

  Many thoughts stir my heart as I ponder alone; Many places attract me with charms all their own; But the thought of all thoughts is of Christ crucified, The place of all places, the hill where He died. Refrain O the charm of the cross! How I love to be there! With the love that shines from it, what love can compare? The seal of my ransom in Calvary I see, All my sin, O my Savior, laid upon Thee! ’Tis the end of my sin and the source of all grace; ’Tis the word of God’s love to a prodigal race; ’Tis the greatest, the grandest gift God could impart, Surpassing my reason, but winning my heart. Refrain For the sake of the Christ and the love of His cross I have yielded my all and not reckoned it loss; There’s a place in my heart which the Savior must fill; No other can take it, and none ever will. Refrain

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• [Phi 3:8] O Jesus, We Adore Thee

  O Jesus, we adore Thee, Upon the cross, our King! We bow our hearts before Thee, Thy gracious Name we sing. That Name hath brought salvation, That Name in life our stay, Our peace, our consolation, When life shall fade away. Yet doth the world disdain Thee, Still passing by the cross; Lord, may our hearts retain Thee; All else we count but loss. Ah, Lord, our sins arraigned Thee, And nailed Thee to the tree; Our pride, our Lord, disdained Thee; Yet deign our Hope to be. O glorious King, we bless Thee, No longer pass Thee by; O Jesus, we confess Thee The Son enthroned on high. Lord, grant to us remission; Life through Thy death restore; Yea, grant us fruition Of life forevermore.

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• [Phi 3:8] We Sing The Praise Of Him Who Died

  We sing the praise of Him Who died, Of Him Who died upon the cross; The sinner’s hope let men deride, For this we count the world but loss. Inscribed upon the cross we see In shining letters, “God is Love”; He bears our sins upon the tree; He brings us mercy from above. The cross! it takes our guilt away; It holds the fainting spirit up; It cheers with hope the gloomy day, And sweetens every bitter cup. It makes the coward spirit brave, And nerves the feeble arm for fight; It takes the terror from the grave, And gilds the bed of death with light. The balm of life, the cure of woe, The measure and the pledge of love, The sinner’s refuge here below, The angels’ theme in Heav’n above. To Christ, who won for sinners grace By bitter grief and anguish sore, Be praise from all the ransomed race Forever and forevermore.

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