Kidung Jemaat

Luke 1:69

• Mahaterpuji Allahku [KJ.79]

  	Luk 1:68-79
  1. Mahaterpuji Allahku: Ia lepaskan kita dari kuasa seteru dan segenap derita. Tanda selamat diberi membuat wajah berseri: Mesias akan datang! Kini terkabul dan genap janji Nubuat Alkitab, yang lama didambakan.
  2. Yang dalam nista tercengk'ram akan dibebaskanNya; janjiNya pada Abraham kini menjadi nyata: umatNya bersejahtera 'kan beribadah padaNya dan hidup badi Dia. Nabi Yohanes, kau seg'ra 'kan meratakan jalanNya, Sang Raja yang mulia!	Kej 12:3 Kej 17:7 Kej 22:18 Mzm 105:42 Mal 3:1 Mrk 1:2 Luk 7:27
  3. Agar umatNya mengerti hidup kekal sentosa, Yang Mahakasih memberi rahmat ampunan dosa. Sang Surya Pagi t'lah dekat! Orang yang jalannya gelap melihat cahayaNya. Kita tak lagi bersedih, tapi berjalan ke neg'ri yang damai selamanya!	Mal 4:2 Yoh 1:9 Yes 9:1 Mat 4:16
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Luke 7:16

• Tuhan Melawat UmatNya [KJ.214]

  1. Tuhan melawat umatNya; malam menjadi pagi! Dalam terang hadiratNya kita dihibur lagi!	Luk 1:78-79 Luk 7:16
  2. Habis menanggung mautNya di atas kayu salib, kuburNya ditinggalkanNya: Ia telah kembali!
  3. Murid-muridNya tercengang, kar'na tak menyadari bahwa Mesias t'lah menang atas set'ru terakhir.	Luk 24:12, 37 1 Kor 15:26
  4. Sion penuh keluh-kesah, kidung diganti tangis; duka menimpa jiwanya awan menutup langit.	Yes 3:26 Rat 1:4 Amos 8:10
  5. Hai putri Sion, nyanyilah! Janganlah susah hati: dalam cahaya hidupNya dukamu diobati!	Yes 52:9 Zef 3:14 Zkh 2:10 Yes 61:2-3
  6. Puji-pujian mulutmu kini segar kembali: oleh kuasa Roh Kudus kubur dibuka lagi!
  7. Nyanyi seputar dunia bahwa Tuhanmu bangkit! FirmanNya tinggal beserta dan mengobarkan hati!	Luk 24:32
  8. Umat percaya, bangunlah, nyanyi tiap hari; hiduplah bersejahtera, t'rima berkat ilahi!
  9. Takhta mengganti salibNya dalam terang sorgawi; kita di KerajaanNya hidup kekal abadi!	Mat 25:31 Why 5:6 Why 7:17
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Hymns

Luke 24:34

• [Luk 24:34] Easter Song

  Snowdrops! lift your timid heads, All the earth is waking, Field and forest, brown and dead, Into life are waking; Snowdrops, rise, and tell the story, How He rose, the Lord of glory. Lilies! lilies! Easter calls! Rise to meet the dawning Of the blessèd light that falls Through the Easter morning; Ring your bells and tell the story, How He rose, the Lord of glory. Waken, sleeping butterflies, Burst your narrow prison! Spread your golden wings and rise, For the Lord is risen; Spread your wings and tell the story, How He rose, the Lord of glory.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 24:34] How Shall We Answer Terror’s Cry?

  How shall we answer terror’s cry, The cunning blade, the flaming sky? When murderous spite knocks down our door And violence breaks upon our shore, O let us come and look to You To know Your will—what shall we do? When Satan whispers, “Hate your foe, Now take your vengeance—draw the bow,” Protect us from the tempter’s guile, The lying voice, the evil smile. O let us come in trust to You, To hear the word we know is true. When executioners hung You high You turned Your prayer up to the sky, And pled the Father to forgive, You asked that cruel men might live. O let us Your example take, And pray for sinners as we ache. We pray that You their hearts will turn; And light a holy fire to burn Their dross away, so they may be Like gold refined, eternally. O let us pray that they become, Like us, with You forever one.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 24:34] Morning Kindles All The Sky, The

  The morning kindles all the sky, The heavens resound with anthems high, The shining angels as they speed, Proclaim, “The Lord is risen indeed!” Vainly with rocks His tomb was barred, While Roman guards kept watch and ward; Majestic from the spoilèd tomb, In pomp of triumph, He has come! When the amazed disciples heard, Their hearts with speechless joy were stirred; Their Lord’s belovèd face to see, Eager they haste to Galilee. His piercèd hands to them He shows, His face with love’s own radiance glows; They with the angels’ message speed, And shout, “The Lord is risen indeed!” O Christ, thou King compassionate! Our hearts possess, on Thee we wait: Help us to render praises due, To Thee the endless ages through!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 24:34] O Joyous Easter Morning

  O joyous Easter morning, That saw the Lord of love arise! O bright and happy morning! The clouds have left the skies. The night of grief is ended, The smiling day has come again, And Christ has won the victory For all the sons of men. O gladsome Easter morning, Our hearts rejoice anew today, The grave and death are conquered, He is of life the Way. The hosts of sin are vanquished, He is the Victor, Savior, King; Then let us all with gladness, Our thankful praises bring. O blessèd Easter morning, What day so bright and fair as this, When, through His mighty triumph, He won the courts of bliss! The doors of heaven are open, The grave no more has power or dread, For risen is our Savior, The firstfruits of the dead.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 24:34] Lord Is Ris’n Indeed, The

  The Lord is ris’n indeed, Loud let His praises ring! From death’s dominion freed, Ascends the conqu’ring King, At God’s right hand to take His place And reign supreme through everlasting days. The Lord is ris’n indeed, Risen to die no more; And now in Heav’n doth plead For those whose sins He bore In dreadful anguish on the tree, From sin and death to set His people free. The Lord is ris’n indeed, Conqu’ror of death and hell; He lives, the woman’s Seed, The King invisible: He lives to bruise the serpent’s head, And raise His ransomed people from the dead. The Lord is ris’n indeed, Entered the courts on high, To win for man the meed Of immortality: And soon to earth will He descend, The cruel reign of sin and death to end.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Luke 24:6

• [Luk 24:6] Beautiful Morning

  Beautiful morning! Day of hope, Dawn of a better life; Now in thy peaceful hours we rest, Far from earth’s noise and strife. Refrain Morning of resurrection joy, Day when the Savior rose, Singing shall greet thy opening hour, Singing shall mark thy close. Beautiful morning! All the week Waiteth thy welcome light, Since thy first dawning, calm and clear, Out of the darkest night. Refrain Beautiful morning! Grief and pain, Weeping before the tomb, Fly at thy dawning, Jesus rose, Jesus dispelled the gloom. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 24:6] He Is Not Here, But Is Risen!

  Oh, day of awful story— Jesus is dead! Sad end to hope of glory— Jesus is dead! Refrain Behold the stone is rolled away! And shining ones have come to say: “He is not here, but is risen! He is not here, but is risen!” The night of death is past and gone— Arise, and greet the glorious morn! “He is not here, but is risen! He is not here, but is risen!” A weary night of weeping— Jesus is dead! A night that knew no sleeping— Jesus is dead! Refrain A day in sorrow dawning— Jesus is dead! A sad and gloomy morning— Jesus is dead! Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 24:6] Hear The Chiming Easter Bells

  Hear the chiming Easter bells, Their joyous music ringing; Hear the children’s happy voices, Easter carols singing. Ringing, ringing, singing, singing, Easter bells and happy voices; Christ arose on Easter day, And all the world rejoices, And all the world rejoices. Angels came from Heav’n above To tell the wondrous story: “Christ is risen from the dead, The Lord of life and glory.” “Seek Him not among the dead, The grave is not His prison; Go and His disciples tell, That Christ the Lord is risen.” Christ the Lord is ris’n today, Salvation to us bringing; Easter bells, ring out your chimes, While voices glad are singing.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Luke 3:8

• [Luk 3:8] Glory To God, Whose Sovereign Grace

  Glory to God, whose sovereign grace Hath animated senseless stones; Called us to stand before His face, And raised us into Abraham’s sons! The people that in darkness lay, In sin and error’s deadly shade, Have seen a glorious gospel day, In Jesus’ lovely face displayed. Thou only, Lord, the work hast done, And bared Thine arm in all our sight; Hast made the reprobates Thine own, And claimed the outcasts as Thy right. Thy single arm, almighty Lord, To us the great salvation brought, Thy Word, Thy all-creating Word, That spake at first the world from naught. For this the saints lift up their voice, And ceaseless praise to Thee is giv’n; For this the hosts above rejoice, We raise the happiness of Heav’n. For this, no longer sons of night, To Thee our thankful hearts we give; To Thee, who called us into light, To Thee we die, to Thee we live. Suffice that for the season past Hell’s horrid language filled our tongues, We all Thy words behind us cast, And lewdly sang the drunkard’s songs. But, O the power of grace divine! In hymns we now our voices raise, Loudly in strange hosannas join, And blasphemies are turned to praise!

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  source: Cyberhymnal