Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 103:9

• Mari, Puji Raja Sorga [KJ.288] ( Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven )

  	Mzm 103
  1. Mari, puji Raja sorga, persembahan bawalah! DitebusNya jiwa-raga, maka puji namaNya! Puji Dia, puji Dia, puji Raja semesta!
  2. Puji Yang kekal rahmatNya bagi umat dalam aib, dulu, kini, selamanya panjang sabar, mahabaik. Puji Dia, puji Dia, yang setiaNya ajaib!
  3. Bagai Bapa yang penyayang, siapa kita Ia tahu; tangan kasihNya menatang di tengah bahaya maut. Puji Dia, puji Dia, kasihNya seluas laut!	Yak 5:11
  4. Kita bagai bunga saja, layu habis musimnya, tapi keadaan Raja tak berubah, tak lemah. Puji Dia, puji Dia, yang kekal kuasaNya!	Yes 40:6-8 Yak 1:10-11 1 Ptr 1:24
  5. Sujudlah, hai bala sorga, abdi Allah terdekat; turut, bintang, bulan, surya, tiap waktu dan tempat. Puji Dia, puji Dia, Sumber kasih dan berkat!
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Hymns

Isaiah 26:20-21

• [Isa 26:20] See The Gloomy Gathering Cloud

  See the gloomy gathering cloud Hanging o’er a sinful land! Sure the Lord proclaims aloud, Times of trouble are at hand: Happy they, who love His Name! They shall always find Him near; Though the earth were wrapped in flame, They have no just cause for fear. Hark! His voice in accents mild, O, how comforting and sweet! Speaks to every humble child, Pointing out a sure retreat! Come, and in My chambers hide, To My saints of old well known; There you safely may abide, Till the storm be overblown. You have only to repose On My wisdom, love, and care; Where My wrath consumes my foes, Mercy shall My children spare: While they perish in the flood, You that bear My holy mark, Sprinkled with atoning blood, Shall be safe within the ark. Sinners, see the ark prepared! Haste to enter while there’s room; Though the Lord His arm has bared, Mercy still retards your doom: Seek Him while there yet is hope, Ere the day of grace be past; Lest in wrath He give you up, And this call should prove your last.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Nahum 1:3-7

• [Nah 1:3] Adore And Tremble, For Our God

  Adore and tremble, for our God Is a consuming fire! His jealous eyes His wrath inflame, And raise His vengeance higher. Almighty vengeance, how it burns! How bright His fury glows! Vast magazines of plagues and storms Lie treasured for his foes. Those heaps of wrath, by slow degrees, Are forced into a flame; But kindled, oh! how fierce they blaze! And rend all nature’s frame. At His approach the mountains flee, And seek a watery grave: The frighted sea makes haste away, And shrinks up every wave. Through the wide air the mighty rocks Are swift as hailstones hurled; Who dares engage His fiery rage That shakes the solid world? Yet, mighty God, Thy sovereign grace Sits regent on the throne; The refuge of Thy chosen race When wrath comes rushing down. Thy hand shall on rebellious kings A fiery tempest pour, While we beneath Thy sheltering wings Thy just revenge adore.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Nah 1:3] Great Ruler Of All Nature’s Frame

  Great Ruler of all nature’s frame, We own Thy power divine; We hear Thy breath in every storm, For all the winds are Thine. Wide as they sweep their sounding way, They work Thy sovereign will; And, awed by Thy majestic voice, Confusion shall be still. Thy mercy tempers every blast To those who seek Thy face; And mingles, with the tempest’s roar, The whispers of Thy grace. Those gentle whispers let me hear, Till all the tumult cease, And gales of Paradise shall lull My weary soul to peace.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Nah 1:7] God Knows

  O restless heart, why murmur? The sun is shining still, Though clouds may seem very near you, God knows, it is His will. Though clouds may seem very near you, God knows, it is His will. He knows the weary heartache, The longing and unrest, “Come unto Me,” He whispers, “And lean upon My breast.” “Come unto Me,” He whispers, “And lean upon My breast.” What most you wish and long for, Might only bring you pain; You cannot see the future God’s purpose to explain. You cannot see the future God’s purpose to explain. So trust, faint heart, thy Master, He doeth all things well, His love to you is boundless, And more than tongue can tell. His love to you is boundless, And more than tongue can tell.

  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Nah 1:7] Thou Hidden Source Of Calm Repose

  Thou hidden source of calm repose, Thou all sufficient love divine, My help and refuge from my foes, Secure I am if Thou art mine; And lo! from sin and grief and shame I hide me, Jesus, in Thy Name. Thy mighty Name salvation is, And keeps my happy soul above; Comfort it brings, and power and peace, And joy and everlasting love; To me with Thy dear Name are given Pardon and holiness and Heaven. Jesus, my all in all Thou art, My rest in toil, my ease in pain, The healing of my broken heart, In war my peace, in loss my gain, My smile beneath the tyrant’s frown, In shame my glory and my crown. In want my plentiful supply, In weakness my almighty power, In bonds my perfect liberty, My light in Satan’s darkest hour, In grief my joy unspeakable, My life in death, my Heaven in hell.

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  source: Cyberhymnal