Kidung Jemaat
James 4:8-10
Insan, Tangisi Dosamu [KJ.157]
1. Insan, tangisi dosamu! Ingatlah, Kristus menempuh jalan
penuh sengsara dan bagai hamba terendah Ia kosongkan diriNya
menjadi Perantara. Yang mati dihidupkanNya, yang sakit disembuhkanNya,
yang hilang Ia cari, berkurban diri akhirnya, memikul dosa dunia diatas kayu salib.
Rat 3:39
Yak 4:9
Flp 2:7
Ibr 12:24
Mat 11:5
Luk 15:3-10
Yoh 1:29
2. Syukur, pujian dan sembah kepada Dia angkatlah yang mati bagi kita.
Ikutlah Dia yang menang, pikullah salib dan beban dengan bersukacita!
KasihNya perkenankanlah dan dalam kuasa namaNya kalahkanlah yang jahat.
Ingat darahNya yang kudus, yang bagi Allah, Bapamu, berharga tinggi amat!Why 5:12
Mrk 8:34
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James 5:6
- Marilah, Marilah, Hai Saudara [KJ.338]
R:Mat 5:14-16; Flp 2:15; Yak 2:14-18; 2 Kor 9:8-9; 1 Ptr 4:9-10; 1 Yoh 3:17-18
1. Marilah, marilah, hai saudara, menyebarkan terang dunia! (2x)
2. Banyak orang kemalangan menderita, diliputi kegelapan kemelut. (2x)
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3. Marilah, marilah, hai saudara, menyebarkan terang dunia! (2x)
4. Ada juga yang digoda kemewahan, tapi tidak mengenal bahagia. (2x)
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1 Tim 6:9-10
2 Tim 3:2
Yak 5:1-6
5. Marilah, marilah, hai saudara, menyebarkan terang dunia! (2x)
6. Tak terbilang yang sengsara dalam hati, kekurangan cinta kasih yang benar. (2x)
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7. Marilah, marilah, hai saudara, menyebarkan terang dunia! (2x)
8. Tuhan Allah mengasihi dunia ini, Yesus Kristus menerangi yang gelap. (2x)
Kembali ke Reff.Yoh 3:16
Yoh 8:12
Yoh 12:46
Play - Tuhan, Kasihanilah [KJ.44]
1. Tuhan, kasihanilah! Kristus, kasihanilah!
Tuhan, kasihanilah!
2. Dunia porak poranda, dosa melanda umat manusia;
Banyak sengsara, itu akibatnya.
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3. Tuhan, kasihanilah! Kristus, kasihanilah!
Tuhan, kasihanilah!
4. Banyak yang hidup tanpa harapan, lapar dan miskin;
siapa menolongnya? Banyak yang mati; siapa mengingatnya?
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Yak 2:15-16
5. Tuhan, kasihanilah! Kristus, kasihanilah!
Tuhan, kasihanilah!
6. Banyak yang hidup kaya dan mewah, tapi terasing dari sesamanya;
banyak yang mati tanpa sejahtera.
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Yak 5:1-6
7. Tuhan, kasihanilah! Kristus, kasihanilah!
Tuhan, kasihanilah!
8. Banyak senjata, alat pembunuh makin mengisi seluruh dunia;
apakah arti hidup manusia?
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Why 9:15-19
9. Tuhan, kasihanilah! Kristus, kasihanilah!
Tuhan, kasihanilah!
10. Juruselamat, Maha Pengampun, dosa Kauhapus di atas salibMu.
Bangkitkan kami di kebangkitanMu!
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Kol 2:14
Kol 2:12
11. Tuhan, kasihanilah! Kristus, kasihanilah!
Tuhan, kasihanilah!
12. Buatlah kami alat pendamai yang memaklumkan kemuliaanMu.
Bimbinglah kami di KerajaanMu!
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Mat 5:9
1 Ptr 3:11
1 Ptr 4:7-11
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Hymns
Psalms 84:10
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[Psa 84:10] How Lovely Are Thy Tents, O Lord
How lovely are Thy tents, O Lord!
Where’er Thou choosest to record
Thy Name, or place Thy house of prayer;
My soul outflies the angel choir,
And faints, o’erpowered with strong desire,
To meet Thy special presence there.My heart and flesh cry out for God;
There would I fix my soul’s abode,
As birds that in the altars nest;
There would I all my young ones bring,
An offering to my God and King,
And in Thy courts for ever rest.Happy the men to whom ’tis given,
To dwell within that gate of Heaven,
And in Thy house record Thy praise;
Whose strength and confidence Thou art,
Who feel Thee, Savior, in their heart,
The Way, the Truth, the Life of grace:Who, passing through the mournful vale,
Drink comfort from the living well,
That flows replenished from above;
From strength to strength advancing here,
Till all before their God appear,
And each receives the crown of love.Better a day Thy courts within
Than thousands in the tents of sin;
How base the noblest pleasure there!
How great the weakest child of Thine!
His meanest task is all divine,
And kings and priests Thy servants are.The Lord protects and cheers His own,
Their light and strength, their shield and sun;
He shall both grace and glory give;
Unlimited His bounteous grant;
No real good they e’er shall want;
All, all is theirs, who righteous live.O Lord of hosts, how blest is he
Who steadfastly believes in Thee!
He all Thy promises shall gain;
The soul that on Thy love is cast
Thy perfect love on earth shall taste,
And soon with Thee in glory reign.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 84:10] How Lovely, How Divinely Sweet
How lovely, how divinely sweet,
Oh Lord! Thy sacred courts appear;
Fain would my longing passions meet
The glories of Thy presence there.O bless’d the men, bless’d their employ,
Whom Thy indulgent favors raise
To dwell in those abodes of joy,
And sing Thy never ceasing praise.Happy the men whom strength divine
With ardent love and zeal inspires;
Whose steps to Thy blest way incline
With willing hearts and warm desires.One day within Thy sacred gate,
Affords more real joy to me
Than thousands in the tents of state;
The meanest place is bliss with Thee.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 84:10] My Soul, How Lovely Is The Place
My soul, how lovely is the place
To which thy God resorts!
’Tis heav’n to see His smiling face,
Though in His earthly courts.There the great Monarch of the skies
His saving power displays,
And light breaks in upon our eyes
With kind and quick’ning rays.With His rich gifts the heav’nly Dove
Descends and fills the place,
While Christ reveals His wondrous love,
And sheds abroad His grace.There, mighty God, Thy words declare
The secrets of Thy will;
And still we seek Thy mercy there,
And sing Thy praises still.My heart and flesh cry out for Thee,
While far from Thine abode;
When shall I tread Thy courts, and see
My Savior and my God?The sparrow builds herself a nest,
And suffers no remove;
O make me, like the sparrows, blest,
To dwell but where I love.To sit one day beneath Thine eye,
And hear Thy gracious voice,
Exceeds a whole eternity
Employed in carnal joys.Lord, at Thy threshold I would wait
While Jesus is within,
Rather than fill a throne of state,
Or live in tents of sin.Could I command the spacious land,
And the more boundless sea,
For one blest hour at Thy right hand
I’d give them both away.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 84:10] Pleasant Are Thy Courts Above
Pleasant are Thy courts above,
In the land of light and love;
Pleasant are Thy courts below
In this land of sin and woe;
O, my spirit longs and faints
For the converse of Thy saints,
For the brightness of Thy face,
For Thy fullness, God of grace.Happy birds that sing and fly
Round Thy altars, O most High;
Happier souls that find a rest
In a heavenly Father’s breast;
Like the wandering dove that found
No repose on earth around,
They can to their ark repair,
And enjoy it ever there.Happy souls, their praises flow
Even in this vale of woe;
Waters in the desert rise,
Manna feeds them from the skies;
On they go from strength to strength,
Till they reach Thy throne at length,
At Thy feet adoring fall,
Who hast led them safe through all.Lord, be mine this prize to win,
Guide me through a world of sin,
Keep me by Thy saving grace,
Give me at Thy side a place;
Sun and shield alike Thou art,
Guide and guard my erring heart.
Grace and glory flow from Thee;
Shower, O shower them, Lord, on me.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Matthew 15:26-27
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[Mat 15:27] Not Worthy, Lord, To Gather Up The Crumbs
Not worthy, Lord, to gather up the crumbs
With trembling hand that from Thy table fall,
A weary, heavy laden sinner comes
To plead Thy promise and obey Thy call.I am not worthy to be thought Thy child,
Nor sit the last and lowest at Thy board;
Too long a wanderer and too oft beguiled;
I only ask one reconciling word.One word from Thee, my Lord, one smile, one look,
And I could face the cold, rough world again;
And with that treasure in my heart could brook
The wrath of devils and the scorn of men.And is not mercy Thy prerogative—
Free mercy, boundless, fathomless, divine?
Me, Lord, the chief of sinners, me forgive,
And Thine the greater glory, only Thine.I hear Thy voice; Thou bidd’st me come and rest;
I come, I kneel, I clasp Thy piercèd feet;
Thou bidd’st me take my place, a welcome guest
Among Thy saints, and of Thy banquet eat.My praise can only breathe itself in prayer,
My prayer can only lose itself in Thee;
Dwell Thou forever in my heart, and there,
Lord, let me sup with Thee; sup Thou with me.Play source: Cyberhymnal
James 4:8-10
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[Jam 4:8] Advent Tells Us, Christ Is Near
Advent tells us, Christ is near:
Christmas tells us Christ is here!
In Epiphany we trace
All the glory of His grace.Those three Sundays before Lent
Will prepare us to repent;
That in Lent we may begin
Earnestly to mourn for sin.Holy Week and Easter, then,
Tell who died and rose again;
O that happy Easter day!
“Christ is risen indeed,” we say.Yes, and Christ ascended, too,
To prepare a place for you;
So we give Him special praise,
After those great forty days.Then, He sent the Holy Ghost,
On the day of Pentecost,
With us ever to abide:
Well may we keep Whitsuntide!Last of all, we humbly sing
Glory to our God and King,
Glory to the One in three,
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[Jam 4:8] Dearest Jesus, Draw Thou Near Me
Dearest Jesus, draw Thou near me,
Let Thy Spirit dwell with mine;
Open now my ear to hear Thee,
Take my heart and seal it Thine;
Keep me, lead me on my way,
Thee to follow and obey,
E’er to do Thy will and fear Thee,
And rejoice to know and hear Thee.Underneath Thy wings abiding,
In Thy Church, O Savior dear,
Let me dwell, in Thee confiding,
Hold me in Thy faith and fear;
Take away from me each thought
That with wickedness is fraught,
Tempting me to disobey Thee,
Root it out, O Lord, I pray Thee.Thou, earth’s greatest joy and gladness,
And salvation, full and free,
Let Thy presence cheer my sadness,
And prepare my soul for Thee!
In the hour when I depart,
Touch my spirit, lips and heart,
With Thy Word assure, uphold me
Till the heav’nly gates enfold me.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Jam 4:8] Nearer, Still Nearer
Nearer, still nearer, close to Thy heart,
Draw me, my Savior—so precious Thou art!
Fold me, oh, fold me close to Thy breast.
Shelter me safe in that “Haven of Rest”;
Shelter me safe in that “Haven of Rest.”Nearer, still nearer, nothing I bring,
Naught as an offering to Jesus, my King;
Only my sinful, now contrite heart.
Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart.
Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart.Nearer, still nearer, Lord, to be Thine!
Sin, with its follies, I gladly resign,
All of its pleasures, pomp and its pride,
Give me but Jesus, my Lord, crucified.
Give me but Jesus, my Lord, crucified.Nearer, still nearer, while life shall last.
Till safe in glory my anchor is cast;
Through endless ages ever to be
Nearer, my Savior, still nearer to Thee;
Nearer, my Savior, still nearer to Thee!Play source: Cyberhymnal
