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Kidung Jemaat
Luke 23:1
- Jurus'lamat Dunia [KJ.165]
1. Jurus'lamat dunia, walau tak bersalah, bagai maling disergap pada waktu malam dan dihina, dicela didepan mahkamah, diludahi, dicerca oleh kaum ulama.
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Luk 22:47-53 Luk 22:63-71
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2. Waktu fajar merekah,Yesus pun dibawa ke Pilatus, dan seg'ra tak terbukti salah. Ke Herodes yang kejam Yesus pun diseret; Raja dan pengawalnya tak segan mengejek.
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Luk 23:1-7 Luk 23:8-12
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3. Jam sembilan paginya, balik ke Pilatus, Tuhan kita disesah oleh kaum serdadu; Jubah ungu diberi dan mahkota duri; Olokannya: "Hai tabik, Raja kaum Yahudi!"
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Luk 23:13-16 Yoh 19:1-3
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4. Palang dihelakanNya pada tengah hari dan di bukit Golgota Ia pun disalib, menderita tiga jam; ada yang menghujat. Matahari pun kelam dan menutup muka.
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Yoh 19:17-19 Mat 27:45
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5. Pukul tiga yang sepi, Yesus, hampir mati, berseru: "Eli, Eli, lamma sabakhtani?" Lalu putus nyawaNya dan di Bait Suci Tabir koyak terbelah; ada gempa bumi.
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Mat 27:46 Mzm 22:2 Mat 27:50-51
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6. Waktu menjelang senja, yang kena hukuman dipatahkan tulangnya agar diturunkan. Yesus tak demikian, kar'na sudah mati: Nampak dari lukaNya darah campur air.
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Yoh 19:31-37
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7. Surya hampir terbenam waktu datang Yusuf yang termasuk muridNya, minta mayat Yesus; tubuh diturunkannya, dikapankan lenan dan di kubur miliknya Yesus dibaringkan.
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Yoh 19:38-42
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8. Tuhan Yesus, tolonglah kami mendalami aniaya dan cela yang Engkau alami, agar kami olehMu meninggalkan dosa kepadaMu bersyukur, jiwa pun sentosa.
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Hymns
Hosea 9:13
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[Hos 9:13] God Made Me For Himself
God made me for Himself, to serve Him here With love’s pure service and in filial fear; To show His praise, for Him to labor now; Then see His glory where the angels bow. All needful grace was mine, through His dear Son, Whose life and death my full salvation won; The grace that would have strengthened me, and taught; Grace that would crown me when my work was wrought. And I, poor sinner, cast it all away; Lived for the toil or pleasure of each day; As if no Christ had shed His precious blood, As if I owed no homage to my God. O Holy Spirit, with Thy fire divine, Melt into tears this thankless heart of mine; Teach me to love what once I seemed to hate, And live to God, before it be too late. |
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