Kidung Jemaat

Luke 1:14-16

• Siapakah Yang Menerima [KJ.124]

  1. Siapakah yang menerima kabar mulia sorgawi? Bukan para ahli Kitab, bukan pula para nabi, Bukan raja Yerusalem, bukan kaisar dari Roma: Hanyalah gembala di Betlehem.	Mat 2:3-4 , Luk 1:1-20
  2. Apakah berita baru yang disiarkan malaikat? Bukan kabar peperangan, bukan pengumuman iklan, Bukan mengenai wabah, bukanlah bencana alam: Raja damai lahir di Betlehem.	Yes 9:5
  3. Dan di manakah tempatnya Anak Raja dilahirkan? Bukan di rumah sakit, diawasi bidan ahli, Bukanlah tempat yang mewah, rumah orang pangkat tinggi, Tapi kandang domba di betlehem.
  4. Lalu, siapakah di sana menunggui Bayi Yesus? Bapak Yusuf, 'bu Maria yang merawat dan menjaga, Biri-biri ikut juga dan gembala sederhana. Bayi tidur aman di Betlehem.
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• Waktu Herodes Raja di Yudea [KJ.78]

  1. Waktu Herodes raja di Yudea, ada imam bernama Zakharia, nama istrinya Elisabet, ialah bibi Maria.	Luk 1:5-16
  2. Di waktu Zakharia beribadah, turun malaikat Gabriel padanya, ia terperanjat terkelu: apakah akan terjadi?
  3. "Janganlah takut, bapa Zakharia, aku utusan dari sorga; 'ku bawa kabar bagimu." Itulah kata malaikat.
  4. "Doamu dikabulkan oleh Tuhan: kau akan dianugerahi put'ra, dilahirkan oleh ist'rimu; namakan dia Yohanes."
  5. "Dan engkau akan sorak bergembira, kar'na Roh Kudus akan besertanya; umat yang dibaptis olehnya akan kembali ke Allah."
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• Ya Anak Kecil [KJ.105]

  1. Ya Anak kecil, ya Anak lembut, Engkau diutus BapaMu dan dari sorga Mulia Kau jadi hamba terendah, Ya Anak kecil, ya Anak lembut
  2. Ya Anak kecil, ya Anak lembut, segala dosa Kautebus; Kauhantar kami, umatMu, ke haribaan BapaMu, Ya Anak kecil, ya Anak lembut.	Luk 1:16 Yoh 1:18
  3. Ya Anak kecil, ya Anak lembut, Kau turun dari takhtaMu; Engkau beri bahagia pengganti duka dunia, Ya Anak kecil, ya Anak lembut.
  4. Ya Anak kecil, ya Anak lembut, Kau citra kasih BapaMu; nurani kami bakarlah dengan kasihMu s'lamanya, ya Anak kecil, ya Anak lembut.
  5. Ya Anak kecil, ya Anak lembut, padaMu kami berteut, sejiwa-raga milikMu dan pasrah diri padaMu, ya Anak kecil, ya Anak lembut.
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Hymns

Luke 1:14-16

• [Luk 1:14] In Thee Is Gladness

  In Thee is gladness, amid all sadness, Jesus, sunshine of my heart. By Thee are given the gifts of Heaven, Thou the true Redeemer art. Our souls Thou makest, our bonds Thou breakest; Who trusts Thee surely hath built securely, And stands forever. Alleluia! If God be ours, we fear no powers, Not of earth or sin or death. God sees and blesses in worst distresses, And can change them in a breath. Wherefore the story tell of God’s glory With heart and voices; all Heaven rejoices, Singing forever: Alleluia!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Job 1:21

• [Job 1:21] Blessed Be The Name

  All praise to Him Who reigns above In majesty supreme, Who gave His Son for man to die, That He might man redeem! Refrain Blessèd be the Name! Blessèd be the Name! Blessèd be the Name of the Lord! Blessèd be the Name! Blessèd be the Name! Blessèd be the Name of the Lord! His Name above all names shall stand, Exalted more and more, At God the Father’s own right hand, Where angel hosts adore. Refrain Redeemer, Savior, Friend of man Once ruined by the fall, Thou hast devised salvation’s plan, For Thou hast died for all. Refrain His Name shall be the Counselor, The mighty Prince of Peace, Of all earth’s kingdoms Conqueror, Whose reign shall never cease. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Job 1:21] When Morning Gilds The Skies

  When morning gilds the skies my heart awaking cries: May Jesus Christ be praised! Alike at work and prayer, to Jesus I repair: May Jesus Christ be praised! When you begin the day, O never fail to say, May Jesus Christ be praised! And at your work rejoice, to sing with heart and voice, May Jesus Christ be praised! Whene’er the sweet church bell peals over hill and dell, May Jesus Christ be praised! O hark to what it sings, as joyously it rings, May Jesus Christ be praised! My tongue shall never tire of chanting with the choir, May Jesus Christ be praised! This song of sacred joy, it never seems to cloy, May Jesus Christ be praised! Does sadness fill my mind? A solace here I find, May Jesus Christ be praised! Or fades my earthly bliss? My comfort still is this, May Jesus Christ be praised! To God, the Word, on high, the host of angels cry, May Jesus Christ be praised! Let mortals, too, upraise their voice in hymns of praise, May Jesus Christ be praised! Be this at meals your grace, in every time and place; May Jesus Christ be praised! Be this, when day is past, of all your thoughts the last May Jesus Christ be praised! When mirth for music longs, this is my song of songs: May Jesus Christ be praised! When evening shadows fall, this rings my curfew call, May Jesus Christ be praised! When sleep her balm denies, my silent spirit sighs, May Jesus Christ be praised! When evil thoughts molest, with this I shield my breast, May Jesus Christ be praised! The night becomes as day when from the heart we say: May Jesus Christ be praised! The powers of darkness fear when this sweet chant they hear: May Jesus Christ be praised! No lovelier antiphon in all high Heav’n is known Than, Jesus Christ be praised! There to the eternal Word the eternal psalm is heard: May Jesus Christ be praised! Let all the earth around ring joyous with the sound: May Jesus Christ be praised! In Heaven’s eternal bliss the loveliest strain is this: May Jesus Christ be praised! Sing, suns and stars of space, sing, ye that see His face, Sing, Jesus Christ be praised! God’s whole creation o’er, for aye and evermore Shall Jesus Christ be praised! In Heav’n’s eternal bliss the loveliest strain is this, May Jesus Christ be praised! Let earth, and sea and sky from depth to height reply, May Jesus Christ be praised! Be this, while life is mine, my canticle divine: May Jesus Christ be praised! Sing this eternal song through all the ages long: May Jesus Christ be praised!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Matthew 25:14-29

• [Mat 25:21] Hark! A Voice Divides The Sky

  Hark! A voice divides the sky, happy are the faithful dead! In the Lord who sweetly die, they from all their toils are freed; Them the Spirit hath declared blessed, unutterably blessed; Jesus is their great reward, Jesus is their endless rest. Followed by their works, they go where their Head has gone before; Reconciled by grace below, grace has opened mercy’s door; Justified through faith alone, here they knew their sins forgiven, Here they laid their burden down, hallowed, and made fit for heaven. Who can now lament the lot of a saint in Christ deceased? Let the world, who know us not, call us hopeless and unblessed: When from flesh the spirit freed hastens homeward to return, Mortals cry, “A man is dead!” Angels sing, “A child is born!” Born into the world above, they our happy brother greet, Bear him to the throne of love, place him at the Savior’s feet; Jesus smiles, and says, “Well done, good and faithful servant thou; Enter, and receive thy crown, reign with Me triumphant now.” Angels catch the approving sound, bow, and bless the just award; Hail the heir with glory crowned, now rejoicing with his Lord: Fuller joys ordained to know, waiting for the general doom, When the archangel’s trump shall blow, “Rise, ye dead, to judgment come!”

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 25:21] Is He Satisfied With Me?

  I am satisfied with Jesus, But a question comes to me As I ponder o’er His goodness, Is He satisfied with me? Refrain Is my Master satisfied, Is He satisfied with Me? I am satisfied with Jesus; Is He satisfied with me? Am I kind in word, and tender, Am I all I ought to be, Am I always His defender: Is He satisfied with me? Refrain Do I tell the blessèd story Of the Christ on Calvary, Doing all for His own glory: Is He satisfied with me? Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 25:21] Servant Of God, Well Done! (montgomery)

  “Servant of God, well done! Rest from thy loved employ; The battle fought, the victory won, Enter thy Master’s joy.” The voice at midnight came; He started up to hear; A mortal arrow pierced his frame: He fell, but felt no fear. Tranquil amid alarms, It found him on the field, A veteran, slumbering on his arms, Beneath his red cross shield. His sword was in his hand, Still warm with recent fight, Ready that moment, at command, Through rock and steel to smite. The pains of death are past, Labor and sorrow cease; And, life’s long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. Soldier of Christ, well done! Praise be thy new employ; And while eternal ages run, Rest in thy Savior’s joy.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 25:23] Come, Labor On

  Come, labor on! Who dares stand idle, on the harvest plain While all around him waves the golden grain? And to each servant does the Master say, “Go work today.” Come, labor on! Claim the high calling angels cannot share— To young and old the Gospel gladness bear; Redeem the time; its hours too swiftly fly. The night draws nigh. Come, labor on! The enemy is watching night and day, To sow the tares, to snatch the seed away; While we in sleep our duty have forgot, He slumbered not. Come, labor on! Away with gloomy doubts and faithless fear! No arm so weak but may do service here: By feeblest agents may our God fulfill His righteous will. Come, labor on! No time for rest, till glows the western sky, Till the long shadows o’er our pathway lie, And a glad sound comes with the setting sun, “Well done, well done!” Come, labor on! The toil is pleasant, the reward is sure; Blessèd are those who to the end endure; How full their joy, how deep their rest shall be, O Lord, with Thee!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 25:23] Servant Of God, Well Done! (wesley)

  Servant of God, well done! Thy glorious warfare’s past; The battle’s fought, the race is won, And thou art crowned at last. Of all thy heart’s desire Triumphantly possessed; Lodged by the ministerial choir In thy Redeemer’s breast. In condescending love, Thy ceaseless prayer He heard; And bade thee suddenly remove To thy complete reward. Ready to bring the peace, Thy beauteous feet were shod, When mercy signed thy soul’s release, And caught thee up to God. With saints enthroned on high, Thou dost thy Lord proclaim, And still to God salvation cry, Salvation to the Lamb! O happy, happy soul! In ecstasies of praise, Long as eternal ages roll, Thou seest Thy Savior’s face. Redeemed from earth and pain, Ah! when shall we ascend, And all in Jesus’ presence reign With our translated friend? Come, Lord, and quickly come! And, when in Thee complete, Receive Thy longing servants home, To triumph at Thy feet.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 25:29] O Help Us Lord, Each Hour Of Need

  O help us, Lord, each hour of need Thy heavenly succor give; Help us in thought, and word, and deed, Each hour on earth we live. O help us, when our spirits bleed With contrite anguish sore; And when our hearts are cold and dead, O help us, Lord, the more. O help us through the prayer of faith More firmly to believe; For still the more the servant hath, The more shall he receive. If, strangers to Thy fold, we call, Imploring at Thy feet The crumbs that from Thy table fall, ’Tis all we dare entreat. But be it, Lord of mercy, all, So Thou wilt grant but this: The crumbs that from Thy table fall Are light, and life, and bliss. O help us, Jesu, from on high, We know no help but Thee; O help us to so to live and die, As Thine in Heav’n to be.

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  source: Cyberhymnal