Kidung Jemaat

Jeremiah 31:15

• Dari Terbitnya Surya T'rang [KJ.137]

  1. Dari terbitnya surya t'rang sampai dibarat terbenam Sang Kristus dimuliakanlah, yang dilahirkan Maria.	Mzm 113:3 Mal 1:11
  2. Maha Pencipta dunia menjadi hamba terendah dan menebus manusia dari bencana dosanya.	Flp 2:6-8
  3. T'lah lahir Sang Imanuel yang diwartakan Gabriel; Yohanes mengelukanNya dalam kandungan bundanya.	Mat 1:32Luk 1:26-38 Luk 1:41, 44
  4. Walaupun Raja semesta, palungan tak ditolakNya; Yang menghidupi burung pun, kini menyusu tersenyum.	Mzm 147:9 Luk 2:7
  5. Biduan sorga mulia memuji Allah, BapaNya, dan kaum gembala mendengar tentang Gembala yang Besar.	Luk 2:8-14
  6. Orang Majusi dari jauh melihat bintang Putra Daud, pergi memandang T'rang Baka, mempersembahkan hartanya.	Mat 2:1-11
  7. Herodes, kau mengapakah cemas menyambut datangNya yang sungguh tidak akan mau berkuasa seperti engkau?	Mat 2:3
  8. Ratapan ibu terdengar di pembunuhan yang besar oleh Herodes yang kejam terhadap tunas Betlehem.	Yer 31:15 Mat 2:16-18
  9. Para sarjana Alkitab menguji Dia yang berhak bermukim s'lama-lamanya di dalam rumah BapaNya.	Luk 2:46-49
  10. Berdiri, putih cemerlang, Sang Anakdomba di Yordan: pertanda kerelaanNya menghapus dosa dunia.	Mrk 1:9-11 Yoh 1:29
  11. Air jadi anggur yang terbaik mukjizat kuasaNya ajaib: yang kosong dipenuhiNya dengan berkat karunia!	Yoh 2:1-11
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• Yerusalem, O Kota Daud [KJ.134]

  1. Yerusalem, o kota Daud, betapa kau berubah! Mengapakah tak lagi kau menjunjung citra sorga? Majusi datang padamu mencari Putra Damai; Engkau gelisah terkejut, tak sadar Ia sampai.	Mat 2:1-3
  2. Yerusalem, mengapakah kausangkal maksud Tuhan? Di manakah sejahtera yang harus kauwujudkan? Serupa dulu sang Firaun membunuh anak-anak, Herodes pun di takhta Daud telah berbuat jahat.	Kel 1:15-22 Mat 2:16-18
  3. O Betlehem di Efrata, tempat mesias lahir, mestinya kau bahagia sebab Rajamu hadir. Tetapi duka dan gentar mengganti damai itu: Di mana-mana terdengar ratapan ibu-ibu.	Yer 31:15
  4. O Betlehem, pusaka Daud, anakmu kaukuburkan, tetapi di Mesir nunjauh Yang Satu diluputkan. Serupa Musa yang kecil dijaga oleh Miryam, Sang Bayi Yesus di Mesir tentram dengan Maria.	Mat 2:13-15 Kel 2:1-10
  5. Yerusalem dan Betlehem, tempatmu tidak aman; seluruh bumi, kau telah sesat sepanjang zaman. Manusia, bertobatlah, tinggalkan kejahatan, Sebab dengan sejahtera Mesias sudah datang!	Mat 3:2
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Hymns

Jeremiah 31:15

• [Jer 31:15] The Hymn For Conquering Martyrs Raise

  The hymn for conquering martyrs raise, The victor innocents we praise, Whom in their woe earth cast away, But Heav’n with joy received today; Whose angels see the Father’s face World without end, and hymn His grace; And while they chant unceasing lays, The hymn for conquering martyrs raise. A voice from Ramah was there sent, A voice of weeping and lament, When Rachel mourned the children’s care Whom for the tyrant’s sword she bare. Triumphal is their glory now, Whom earthly torments could not bow, What time, both far and near that went, A voice from Ramah there was sent. Fear not, O little flock and blest, The lion that your life opprest! To heavenly pastures ever new The heavenly Shepherd leadeth you; Who, dwelling now on Zion’s hill, The Lamb’s dear footsteps follow still; By tyrant there no more distrest, Fear not, O little flock and blest. And every tear is wiped away By your dear Father’s hands for ay; Death hath no power to hurt you more, Whose own is life’s eternal store. Who sow their seed, and sowing weep, In everlasting joy shall reap, What time they shine in heavenly day, And every tear is wiped away. O city blest o’er all the earth, Who gloriest in the Savior’s birth, Who are His earliest martyrs dear, By kindred and by triumph here; None from henceforth may call thee small, Of rival towns thou passest all: In whom our Monarch had His birth, O city blest o’er all the earth!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Zechariah 1:5

• [Zec 1:5] How Swift The Torrent Rolls

  How swift the torrent rolls That bears to us to the sea, The tide that hurries thoughtless souls To vast eternity. Our fathers, where are they, With all they called their own? Their joys and griefs, and hopes and cares, And wealth and honor gone. But joy or grief succeeds Beyond our mortal thought; While the poor remnant of their dust Lies in the grave forgot. There where the fathers lie, Must all the children dwell; Nor other heritage possess, But such a gloomy cell. God of our fathers, hear, Thou everlasting Friend! While we, as on life’s utmost verge, Our souls to Thee commend. Of all the pious dead May we the footsteps trace, Till with them, in the land of light, We dwell before Thy face.

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  source: Cyberhymnal