Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 89:46-51

• Siang, Malam, Musim, Tahun [KJ.331]

  1. Siang, malam, musim, tahun gilir ganti melenyap; bayang- bayangnya berlalu, tiada satu yang tetap. Hidup kita menjalani jangka waktu dunia; tak terulang yang terjadi, tinggal tanggung jawabnya.
  2. Orang hidup ditinggalkan oleh pendahulunya, kita pun menuju makam yang fana. Dari bumi kita lahir dan kembali padaNya; tanpa rahmat yang ilahi, apakah manusia?	Pkh 1:4 Mzm 89:48-49 Kej 3:19 Mzm 103:14 Mzm 144:3-4
  3. Sungguh, Allah mengasihi dunia ciptaanNya: dalam PutraNya sendiri Ia tinggal beserta. Yang percaya kepadaNya, tak binasa tenggelam, tapi hidup selamanya dalam Dia yang menang.	Yoh 3:16 Mat 1:23
  4. Walau zaman menghanyutkan tiap hal di dunia, pengasihanMu, ya Tuhan, untuk s'lama-lamanya! Di segala perubahan, dalam duka apapun, dalam Kristus aku aman: kau menjadi Bapaku!	Mzm 90:5-10 Mzm 103:15-18 Yes 40:6-8
  5. Bapa, Sumber pengasihan, Bapa dalam t'rang dan g'lap. Bapa dalam kematian, pun di kubur yang senyap, setiaMu tak berubah, kasihMu tetap teguh: Bapa, kepadaMu jua kuserahkan diriku.
  6. Siang, malam, musim, tahun, biar kamu melenyap; dalam suka dan dukaku rahmat Allahku tetap! TanganNya menuntun daku lewat zaman dunia dan akhirnya 'ku selalu tinggal dalam rumahNya.	Mzm 31:16 Mzm 23:6
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Revelation 6:10

• Batu Penjuru G'reja [KJ.252]

  1. Batu penjuru G'reja dan Dasar yang esa, yaitu Yesus Kristus, Pendiri umatNya. Dengan kurban darahNya Gereja ditebus; baptisan dan firmanNya membuatNya kudus.	Mzm 118:22 Yes 28:16 1 Kor 3:10-11 Ef 2:20 1 Ptr 2:6-7 Ibr 9:14 1 Ptr 1:18-19 Why 5:9 Ef 5:25-27
  2. Terpanggil dari bangsa seluruh dunia, manunggallah Gereja ber-Tuhan Yang Esa. Aneka kurnianya, esa baptisannya, esa perjamuannya, esa harapannya.	Rm 12:4-5 1 Kor 12:4 Ef 4:3-7 1 Kor 10:16-17
  3. Dilanda perpecahan dan faham yang sesat. Jemaat diresahkan tekanan yang berat. Kaum kudus menyerukan, "Berapa lamakah?" Akhirnya malam duka diganti t'rang cerah.	1 Kor 11:18-19 Ef 4:14 Why 6:9-10
  4. Gereja takkan punah selama-lamanya, dibimbing tangan Tuhan, dibela kasihNya. Ditantang pengkhianat dan banyak musuhnya, dan bertahanlah jemaat dan jaya mulia.	Mzm 46 Mat 16:18
  5. Di dalam pencobaan dan perjuangannya dinantikan zaman sejahtera baka. Di mata tercerminkan Gereja yang menang mencapai perhentian sentosa cemerlang.	Tit 2:13 Yak 5:7-8 2 Ptr 3:10-13 Why 12:11 Ibr 4:9-10
  6. Gereja yang di sorga dan yang di dunia bersatu dalam Tuhan, Ketiga Yang Esa Ya Tuhan, b'ri anug'rah supaya kami pun Engkau tempatkan juga kekal dirumahMu.	Mzm 23:6 Yoh 14:2-3
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• Tuhanku Seg'ra 'kan Kembali Ke Dunia [KJ.277]

  	R:Why 6:10
  1. Tuhanku seg'ra 'kan kembali ke dunia. Tak satu pun tahu akan waktu tibaNya: di pagi cerlang pada saat buana ditinggalkan sang malam pekat.	Mat 24:42-44 Mrk 13:32 1 Tes 5:2 2 Ptr 3:10 Why 3:3
  2. Masih lamakah, Tuhanku? UmatMu berseru menyanyikan Kristus datang. Haleluya! Amin. Haleluya! Amin.
  3. Dan mungkin datangNya 'kan di tengah hari dan mungkin di saat menurun mentari, di malam gelap, waktu orang tak nyana Kristus datang ke dunia.
  4. Masih lamakah, Tuhanku? UmatMu berseru menyanyikan Kristus datang. Haleluya! Amin. Haleluya! Amin.
  5. Dan k'lak membahanalah riuh "Hosana". Malaikat pun turun mengiring Rajanya. Parasnya cerlang dan penuh kemuliaan serta kasih 'kan umatNya.	Mrk 11:9-10 Why 1:16 Why 22:4
  6. Masih lamakah, Tuhanku? UmatMu berseru menyanyikan Kristus datang. Haleluya! Amin. Haleluya! Amin.
  7. Enyahlah derita, lenyap ratap tangis dan hilanglah maut, tanda kuasa Iblis. Hatiku penuh mengenang 'kan detiknya milik Yesus dit'rimaNya.	Yes 25:8 Why 7:17 Why 21:4 Ibr 2:14-15 1 Yoh 3:8
  8. Masih lamakah, Tuhanku? UmatMu berseru menyanyikan Kristus datang. Haleluya! Amin. Haleluya! Amin.
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Hymns

Psalms 10:1

• [Psa 10:1] O Why So Far Removed

  O why so far removed, O Lord, And why so distant be; Why hidest Thou Thy face from us In our anxiety? The wicked in unholy pride The lowly poor oppress; Let them be taken in the snare Of their own craftiness. The wicked in his arrogance Refuses God to fear, Nor is it in his thoughts at all The sovereign God to hear. His ways are grievous and Thy laws Too high for him to see; He therefore his defiance bids, And taunts his enemy. For he within his heart has said, I suffer no distress, Adversity comes not to me, I still have had success. In cursing and deceit and fraud His tongue is ever skilled; With festering iniquity His mouth is ever filled. He lurks in village hiding place, And in dark corners bent, He watches for the humble poor, To seize the innocent. In stealth he cowers covertly As lion in his lair, That he may pounce upon the poor, And catch him in his snare. He crouches low so that the poor To his strong friends may fall, And tells himself that God forgets Or sees it not at all. Arise, O Lord, and lift Thy hand, The poor in memory keep. How can the wicked blaspheme God And say He is asleep? For surely Thou dost see, O Lord, Dost see the sin and spite; And when the helpless look to Thee Thou dost their wrong requite. Break Thou the force of evil men, Befriend the fatherless, Trace out the wicked everywhere, Uproot their wickedness. The Lord our God is sovereign still, The heathen all are slain. Thou, Lord, hast heard the suppliant’s prayer And dost his heart sustain. No more shall boasting arrogance Or taunting pride oppress; The poor and orphaned Thou wilt hear And judge with righteousness.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 10:1] Wherefore Is It That Thou, O Lord

  Wherefore is it that Thou, O Lord, Dost stand from us afar? And wherefore hidest Thou Thyself, When times so troublous are? The wicked in his loftiness Doth persecute the poor: In these devices they have fram’d Let them be taken sure. The wicked of his heart’s desire Doth talk with boasting great; He blesseth him that’s covetous, Whom yet the Lord doth hate. The wicked, through his pride of face, On God he doth not call; And in the counsels of his heart The Lord is not at all. His ways they always grievous are; Thy judgments from his sight Removèd are: at all his foes He puffeth with despight. Within his heart he thus hath said, I shall not movèd be; And no adversity at all Shall ever come to me. His mouth with cursing, fraud, deceit, Is fill’d abundantly; And underneath his tongue there is Mischief and vanity. He closely sits in villages; He slays the innocent: Against the poor that pass him by His cruel eyes are bent. He, lion-like, lurks in his den; He waits the poor to take; And when he draws him in his net, His prey he doth him make. Himself he humbleth very low, He croucheth down withal, That so a multitude of poor May by his strong ones fall. He thus hath said within his heart, The Lord hath quite forgot; He hides His countenance, and He For ever sees it not. O Lord, do Thou arise; O God, Lift up Thine hand on high: Put not the meek afflicted ones Out of Thy memory. Why is it that the wicked man Thus doth the Lord despise? Because that God will it require He in his heart denies. Thou hast it seen; for their mischief And spite Thou wilt repay: The poor commits himself to Thee; Thou art the orphan’s stay. The arm break of the wicked man, And of the evil one; Do Thou seek out his wickedness, Until Thou findest none. The Lord is King through ages all, Ev’n to eternity; The heathen people from His land Are perish’d utterly. O Lord, of those that humble are Thou the desire didst hear; Thou wilt prepare their heart, and Thou To hear wilt bend Thine ear; To judge the fatherless, and those That are oppressèd sore; That man, that is but sprung of earth, May them oppress no more.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 10:1] Why Dost Thou Stand Afar

  Why dost Thou stand afar, O Lord, in our distress? And why dost Thou conceal Thyself When troublous times oppress? Do Thou, O Lord, arise; O God, lift up Thy hand; Forget Thou not the suffering poor, The humble in the land. Their foes Thou dost behold, Their wrongs Thou wilt repay; The poor commit themselves to Thee, Thou art the orphans’ stay. Thou, Lord, hast heard their prayer When humble hearts drew nigh; Thou also wilt revive their strength And ever hear their cry. Defend the fatherless, And all who are oppressed, That they by human pride and power May be no more distressed.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 10:1] Why Doth The Lord Stand Off So Far?

  Why doth the Lord stand off so far? And why conceal His face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep distress? Lord, shall the wicked still deride Thy justice and Thy power? Shall they advance their heads in pride, And still Thy saints devour? They put Thy judgments from their sight, And then insult the poor; They boast in their exalted height, That they shall fall no more. Arise, O God, lift up Thine hand, Attend our humble cry; No enemy shall dare to stand When God ascends on high. Why do the men of malice rage, And say, with foolish pride, “The God of Heav’n will ne’er engage To fight on Zion’s side?” But Thou forever art our Lord; And powerful is Thine hand, As when the heathens felt Thy sword, And perished from Thy land. Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, And cause Thine ear to hear; He hearkens what His children say, And puts the world in fear. Proud tyrants shall no more oppress, No more despise the just; And mighty sinners shall confess They are but earth and dust.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 10:1] Why Standest Thou Afar, O Lord?

  Why standest Thou afar, O Lord, Why art Thou hid in trouble’s hour? The wicked persecute the poor In haughty pride and reckless power. Let their devices work their fall, For in their shame is all their pride; And while they seek unrighteous gain The Lord of justice is defied. The wicked thinks, in foolish pride, There is no God Who will repay; He has no fear of God or man Because God’s judgments long delay. Unmoved by fear of coming doom, On fraud and wickedness intent, With craft he lurks and waits to catch The helpless and the innocent. A lion crouching for his prey, He waits the poor to overthrow; He thinks that God remembers not, Or hides His face and will not know. Arise, O Lord, lift up Thy hand, O God, protect the poor and meek; Why should the proud Thy justice doubt, And words of bold defiance speak? O Lord, Thou wilt indeed requite, The sin and sorrow Thou dost see; The helpless and the fatherless Commit themselves, O Lord, to Thee. Break Thou the power of wicked men And let their works no longer stand, The Lord is King forevermore, Who drove the nations from His land. Lord, Thou hast heard the lowly prayer, The fainting heart Thou wilt restore, The helpless cause Thou wilt maintain, That mortal man may boast no more.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 80:3-4

• [Psa 80:3] Great Shepherd Who Leadest Thy People In Love

  Great Shepherd, who leadest Thy people in love, ’Mid cherubim dwelling, shine Thou from above; In might come and save us, Thy people restore, And we shall be saved when Thy face shines once more. O haste, Lord, to hear us and pity our woes, Afflictions our portion, despised by our foes; O Lord God Almighty, in mercy restore, And we shall be saved when Thy face shines once more. A place for Thy people, Thou, Lord, didst prepare, Thy vine deeply rooted rewarded Thy care; Its branches like cedars, majestic and free, Spread over the mountains from river to sea. Thy vineyard no longer Thy tender care knows, Defenseless, the victim and spoil of her foes; O turn, we beseech Thee, all glory is Thine, Look down in Thy mercy and visit Thy vine. The branch of Thy planting is burned and cut down, Brought nigh to destruction because of Thy frown; The man of Thy right hand with wisdom endue, The son of man strengthen Thy pleasure to do. When Thou shalt revive us Thy Name we shall praise, And nevermore turning, depart from Thy ways; O Lord God Almighty, in mercy restore, And we shall be saved when Thy face shines once more.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 83:1

• [Psa 83:1] O God, No Longer Hold Thy Peace

  O God, no longer hold Thy peace, No longer silent be; Thine enemies lift up their head To fight Thy saints and Thee. Against Thine own, whom Thou dost love, Their craft Thy foes employ; They think to cut Thy people off, Thy church they would destroy. Thine ancient foes, conspiring still, With one consent agree, And they who with Thy people strive Make war, O God, on Thee. O God, who in our fathers’ time Didst smite our foes and Thine, So smite Thine enemies today Who in their pride combine. Make them like dust and stubble blown Before the whirlwind dire, In terror driv’n before the storm Of Thy consuming fire. Confound them in their sin till they To Thee for pardon fly, Till in dismay they, trembling, own That Thou art God Most High.

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  source: Cyberhymnal