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Kidung Jemaat
Romans 3:20
- Batu Karang Yang Teguh [KJ.37a]
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Rock of Ages
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1. Batu Karang yang teguh, Kau tempatku berteduh. Kar'na dosaku berat dan kuasanya menyesak, Oh, bersihkan diriku oleh darah lambungMu.
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Mzm 62:7-8 Mzm 71:3 1 Kor 10:4 Yoh 19:34 1 Yoh 1:7
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2. Walau aku berjerih dan menangis tiada henti, apapun usahaku, tak menghapus dosaku. Hanya oleh kurbanMu Kaus'lamatkan diriku.
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Rm 3:20, 27 Ef 2:8-9 2 Tim 1:9 Tit 3:5
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3. Tiada lain kupegang, hanya salib dan iman; dalam kehampaanku kudambakan rahmatMu. Tanpa Dikau, Tuhanku, takkan hidup jiwaku.
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Gal 6:14
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4. Bila tiba saatnya kutinggalkan dunia dan Kaupanggil diriku ke hadapan takhtaMu, Batu Karang yang teguh, Kau tempatku berteduh.
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- Batu Karang Yang Teguh [KJ.37b]
(
Rock of Ages
)
1. Batu Karang yang teguh, Kau tempatku berteduh. Kar'na dosaku berat dan kuasanya menyesak, Oh, bersihkan diriku oleh darah lambungMu.
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Hymns
Luke 10:29
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[Luk 10:29] All Nature Feels Attractive Power
All nature feels attractive power, A strong, embracing force; The drops that sparkle in the shower, The planets in their course. In this fine, sympathetic chain All creatures bear a part; Their every pleasure, every pain, Linked to a feeling heart. More perfect bond, the Christian plan Attaches soul to soul; Our neighbor is the suffering man Thou at the farthest pole. To earth below, from Heaven above, The faith in Christ professed More clear reveals that God is love, And whom He loves is blest. |
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source: Cyberhymnal |
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[Luk 10:29] Who Is Thy Neighbor
Who is thy neighbor? He whom thou Hast power to aid or bless; Whose aching heart or burning brow Thy soothing hand may press. Thy neighbor? ’Tis the fainting poor Whose eye with want is dim; O enter thou his humble door, With aid and peace for him. Thy neighbor? He who drinks the cup When sorrow drowns the brim; With words of high, sustaining hope, Go thou and comfort him. Thy neighbor? Yonder toiling slave, Fettered in thought and limb; Whose hopes are all beyond the grave, Go thou, and ransom him. Thy neighbor? Pass no mourner by; Perhaps thou canst redeem A breaking heart from misery; Go, share thy lot with him. |
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source: Cyberhymnal |