Kidung Jemaat

Isaiah 52:1

• Bangunlah! Dengar Suara [KJ.276]

  1. "Bangunlah!", dengar suara memanggil tinggi di menara, "Yerusalem, hai bangunlah!" Bergema suara lantang pertanda sudah larut malam: "Hai para put'ri, jagalah! T'lah datang Mempelai; pelita ambillah! Haleluya! Bersiaplah ke pestaNya dan sambut Dia segera!"	Yes 52:1-9 Yes 60:1-3 Mat 25:1-13
  2. Sion sangat bergembira ketika mendengar berita; terbangun Dia segera. Yang dinanti sudah datang, penuh karunia, kebenaran: cahaya fajar merekah. Pangeran mulia, ya Yesus marilah! Hosiana! Semuanya ikut serta perjamuan bahagia.	Yoh 1:14 Why 22:20 Why 19:7
  3. Gloria! Mari bernyanyi teriring gambus dan kecapi, malaikat dan manusia! Ada duab'las gapura terbuat dari mutiara di kota suci mulia. Di manakah pernah tempat bahagia yang setara? Bersoraklah, haleluya sekarang dan selamanya!	Why 14:2-3 Why 15:2-4 Why 21:2, 9-14
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Psalms 93:1

• Di Badai Topan Dunia [KJ.440] ( A Shelter in the Time of Storm / The Lords Our Rock )

  	R:Mzm 62:7-8; Yes 25:4
  1. Di badai topan dunia Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu; kendati goncang semesta, Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu!	Mzm 18:3 Mzm 46 Mzm 91 Mzm 93
  2. Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, di dunia, di dunia; Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, tempat berlindung yang teguh.
  3. Baik siang maupun malam g'lap, Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu; niscaya takutmu lenyap, Tuhanlah perlindunganmu!	Mzm 121:6
  4. Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, di dunia, di dunia; Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, tempat berlindung yang teguh.
  5. Dan biar badai menyerang, Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu; padaNya kau tetap tent'ram, Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu!
  6. Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, di dunia, di dunia; Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, tempat berlindung yang teguh.
  7. Ya Gunung Batu yang tetap, Engkaulah Perlindunganku; di tiap waktu dan tempat Engkaulah Perlindunganku!
  8. Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, di dunia, di dunia; Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, tempat berlindung yang teguh.
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Hymns

Isaiah 52:1

• [Isa 52:1] Triumphant Zion! Lift Thy Head

  Triumphant Zion! lift thy head From dust and darkness, and the dead! Though humbled long, awake at length, And gird thee with thy Savior’s strength, And gird thee with thy Savior’s strength. Put all thy beauteous garments on, And let thy excellence be known: Decked in the robes of righteousness, The world thy glories shall confess, The world thy glories shall confess. No more shall foes unclean invade, And fill thy hallowed walls with dread: No more shall hell’s insulting host Their victory and thy sorrows boast, Their victory and thy sorrows boast. God from on high has heard thy prayer; His hand thy ruin shall repair: Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease To guard thee in eternal peace, To guard thee in eternal peace.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Isa 52:1] Awake, Jerusalem, Awake!

  Awake, Jerusalem, awake! No longer in thy sins lie down; The garment of salvation take, Thy beauty and thy strength put on. Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight, And hides the promise from thine eyes; Arise, and struggle into light, The great Deliverer calls: Arise! Shake off the bands of sad despair; Zion, assert thy liberty; Look up, thy broken heart prepare, And God shall set the captive free. Vessels of mercy, sons of grace, Be purged from every sinful stain, Be like your Lord, His Word embrace, Nor bear His hallowed Name in vain.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 21:13

• [Psa 21:13] He Sang In The Old Church Choir

  ’Twas Easter Sunday morning, To the village I had gone; My boyhood home where lived the ones I loved; At the church the preacher spoke the Word, The choir sang sweetly, too, And in their midst an old man sang The old songs good and true; His voice was sweet and tender, I seem to hear him yet Sing again an old refrain I never will forget. Refrain How he sang in the old church choir Olden songs, golden songs of a bygone day, Sweet songs of gladness, songs, too, of sadness That carried me far, far away, And I longed in my soul for that heavenly goal That he sang of so sweetly in those songs: “Lead Kindly Light amid th’encircling gloom” And “Rock of Ages cleft for me.” Those were the songs, the old golden songs That he sang in the old church choir. So here’s a simple lesson Of the good that we can do To help our fellow men along the way; Just a word of cheer to those we meet May ease an aching heart, A song may save two souls that otherwise might drift apart. Still in my memr’y that lingers That singer and his song. Sweet and low, so long ago, To hear his voice I long. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 93:1

• [Psa 93:1] God, The Lord, A King Remaineth

  God, the Lord, a King remaineth, Robed in His own glorious light; God hath robed Him and He reigneth; He hath girded Him with might. Alleluia! Alleluia! God is King in depth and height. In her everlasting station Earth is poised, to swerve no more: Thou hast laid Thy throne’s foundation From all time where thought can soar. Alleluia! Alleluia! Lord, Thou art forevermore. Lord, the water floods have lifted, Ocean floods have lift their roar; Now they pause where they have drifted, Now they burst upon the shore. Alleluia! Alleluia! For the ocean’s sounding store. With all tones of waters blending, Glorious is the breaking deep; Glorious, beauteous without ending, God Who reigns on heav’ns high steep. Alleluia! Alleluia! Songs of ocean never sleep. Lord, the words Thy lips are telling Are the perfect verity: Of Thine high eternal dwelling Holiness shall inmate be. Alleluia! Alleluia! Pure is all that lives with Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 93:1] Jehovah Reigns—he Dwells In Light

  Jehovah reigns—He dwells in light, Girded with majesty and might: The world, created by His hands, Still on its first foundation stands. But ere this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundation laid, Thy throne eternal ages stood, Thyself the ever-living God. Like floods, the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies; Vain floods, that aim their rage so high! At Thy rebuke the billows die. For ever shall Thy throne endure; Thy promise stands for ever sure; And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of Thy grace.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 93:1] Jehovah Sits Enthroned

  Jehovah sits enthroned In majesty most bright, Appareled in omnipotence, And girded round with might. The world established stands On its foundations broad; His throne is fixed, He reigns supreme, The everlasting God. The floods have lifted up Their voice in majesty, But mighty is the Lord our God Above the raging sea. Thy testimonies, Lord, In faithfulness excel, And holy must Thy servants be Who in Thy temple dwell.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 93:1] Lord Jehovah Reigns, The

  The Lord Jehovah reigns; His throne is built on high. The garments He assumes are light and majesty. His glories shine With beams so bright no mortal eye Can bear the sight. The thunders of His hand keep the wide world in awe; His wrath and justice stand to guard His holy law. And where His love Resolves to bless His truth confirms And seals the grace. Through all His mighty works surprising wisdom shines— Confounds the powers of hell, and breaks their cursed designs. Strong is His arm, And shall fulfill His great decrees, His sovereign will. And will this mighty King of glory condescend, And will He write His Name: My Father and my Friend? I love His Name; I love His Word. Join, all my powers, And praise the Lord!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 93:1] Lord Almighty Reigns, The

  The Lord Almighty reigns In majesty most bright, Appareled in omnipotence, And girded round with might. The world established stands On its foundations broad; His throne is fixed, He reigns supreme, The everlasting God. The floods have lifted up Their voice in majesty, But mighty is the Lord our God Above the raging sea. Thy testimonies, Lord, In faithfulness excel. And holy must Thy servants be Who in Thy temple dwell.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Revelation 11:17

• [Rev 11:17] Creation’s Lord, We Give Thee Thanks

  Creation’s Lord, we give Thee thanks That this Thy world is incomplete; That battle calls our marshaled ranks; That work awaits our hands and feet. That Thou hast not yet finished man; That we are in the making still, As friends who share the Maker’s plan As sons who know the Father’s will. Beyond the present sin and shame, Wrong’s bitter, cruel, scorching blight, We see the beckoning vision flame, The blessèd kingdom of the right. What though the kingdom long delay, And still with haughty foes must cope? It gives us that for which to pray, A field for toil and faith and hope. Since what we choose is what we are, And what we love we yet shall be, The goal may ever shine afar— The will to win it makes us free.

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  source: Cyberhymnal