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 7:23

• [Jer 7:23] O How Happy Are They Who The Savior Obey

  O how happy are they Who the Savior obey, And have laid up their treasure above! Tongue cannot express The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love. That comfort was mine, When the favor divine I first found in the blood of the Lamb; When my heart it believed, What a joy it received, What a heaven in Jesus’ Name! ’Twas a heaven below, My Redeemer to know, And the angels could do nothing more, Than to fall at His feet, And the story repeat, And the Lover of sinners adore. Jesus all the day long Was my joy and my song; O that all His salvation may see! He hath loved me, I cried, He hath suffered, and died, To redeem such a rebel as me. On the wings of His love, I was carried above All sin, and temptation, and pain; I could not believe, That I ever should grieve, That I ever should suffer again. I rode on the sky, Freely justified I! Nor envied Elijah his seat; My soul mounted higher, In a chariot of fire, And the moon it was under my feet. O the rapturous height Of the holy delight, Which I felt in the life giving blood! Of my Savior possessed I was perfectly blest, As if filled with the fullness of God.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Jeremiah 25:30

• [Jer 25:30] Battle Hymn Of The Republic

  Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His day is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on. I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel; “As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel, Since God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on. He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat; Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet; Our God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me: As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free; [originally …let us die to make men free] While God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on. He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave, He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave; So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave, Our God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

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