Kidung Jemaat

Luke 15:2

• Tiap Hari Bergembira [KJ.150]

  1. Tiap hari bergembira 'ku membaca Alkitab: Jurus'lamat yang setia jadi Kawanku tetap!	2 Tim 3:15-17
  2. Anak-anak diberkati dan dirangkul olehNya; Kerajaan yang sorgawi nyata dalam dunia.	Mrk 10:13-15
  3. Orang sakit disembuhkan orang miskin pun lega, disebut saudara Tuhan kar'na kasih sayangNya.	Mrk 1:32-34 Ibr 2:11
  4. Bahkan orang yang berdosa diterima Tuhanku, dan mereka yang bertobat diampuniNya penuh.	Mrk 2:5 Luk 15:1-2 Luk 5:32
  5. Tuhan Yesuslah Gembala yang menuntun dombaNya masuk Kerajaan Allah yang penuh karunia.	Yoh 10:11-18 1 Ptr 2:25
  6. 'Ku membaca tiap hari dalam Kitab yang kudus dan semakin kusadari pengasihan Penebus.
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Hymns

Luke 7:34

• [Luk 7:34] Friend Of Sinners, Lord Of Glory

  Friend of sinners, Lord of glory, Lowly, mighty, Brother, King! Musing o’er Thy wondrous story, Grateful we Thy praises sing: Friend to help us, cheer us, save us, In Whom pow’r and pity blend— Praise we must the grace which gave us Jesus Christ, the sinners’ Friend. Friend Who never fails nor grieves us, Faithful, tender, constant, kind; Friend Who at all times receives us, Friend Who came the lost to find. Sorrow soothing, joys enhancing, Loving until life shall end; Then conferring bliss entrancing, Still, in heaven, the sinners’ Friend. O to love and serve Thee better! From all evil set us free; Break, Lord, every sinful fetter; Be each thought conformed to Thee: Looking for Thy bright appearing, May our spirits upward tend; Till no longer doubting, fearing, We behold the sinners’ Friend.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 7:34] He Wants A Poor Sinner Like Me

  I have heard a most wonderful story Of the Son of the Highest in glory, How my heart He doth seek, though so sinful, so weak, He wants a poor sinner like me. Refrain He wants a poor sinner like me, Oh, wonderful love, can it be! Christ shed His own blood to redeem me, He wants a poor sinner like me. When I see Him beneath the cross bending, When I hear the sharp nails His flesh rending, When I see His blood flow, Jesus loves me I know, He wants a poor sinner like me. Refrain Yes, He wants all the sinful, the grieving, His dear arms are held out for receiving. I no longer will stay from this Savior away, He wants a poor sinner like me. Refrain Yes, He wants by His hand now to hold me, And with His mighty love to enfold me; Yes, He wants me to stay in His presence alway, He wants a poor sinner like me. Refrain

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• [Luk 7:34] Jesus! What A Friend For Sinners

  Jesus! what a Friend for sinners! Jesus! Lover of my soul; Friends may fail me, foes assail me, He, my Savior, makes me whole. Refrain Hallelujah! what a Savior! Hallelujah! what a Friend! Saving, helping, keeping, loving, He is with me to the end. Jesus! what a Strength in weakness! Let me hide myself in Him. Tempted, tried, and sometimes failing, He, my Strength, my victory wins. Refrain Jesus! what a Help in sorrow! While the billows over me roll, Even when my heart is breaking, He, my Comfort, helps my soul. Refrain Jesus! what a Guide and Keeper! While the tempest still is high, Storms about me, night overtakes me, He, my Pilot, hears my cry. Refrain Jesus! I do now receive Him, [or Jesus! I do now adore Him,] More than all in Him I find. He hath granted me forgiveness, I am His, and He is mine. Refrain

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Luke 15:2

• [Luk 15:2] Christ Receiveth Sinful Men

  Sinners Jesus will receive; Sound this word of grace to all Who the heavenly pathway leave, All who linger, all who fall. Refrain Sing it o’er and over again; Christ receiveth sinful men; Make the message clear and plain: Christ receiveth sinful men. Come, and He will give you rest; Trust Him, for His Word is plain; He will take the sinfulest; Christ receiveth sinful men. Refrain Now my heart condemns me not, Pure before the law I stand; He who cleansed me from all spot, Satisfied its last demand. Refrain Christ receiveth sinful men, Even me with all my sin; Purged from every spot and stain, Heaven with Him I enter in. Refrain

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• [Luk 15:2] Jesus, Friend Of Sinners

  Jesus, Friend of sinners, hast Thou love for me? Son of God the Holy, Man of mystery, Lover of the children, Teacher of the wise, Let me read the secret in Thy friendly eyes. Jesus, Friend of sinners, Thou hast read my heart, Searching its recesses with a lover’s art; Naught have I withholden, nothing hid from Thee— Waste, or want, or folly—things that should not be. Jesus, Friend of sinners, Thou hast touched my soul, Not with scornful pity, not with beggar’s dole; Thou hast not despisèd men that faint or fall, Tenderer than brother, for Thou knowest all. Jesus, Friend of sinners, bid me follow Thee, O’er the rugged highways, e’en to Calvary; Let me know Thy Spirit, sweet and strong and wise; I would win the friendship in Thy loving eyes. Jesus, Friend of sinners, hold me by Thy side, Till the shadows deepen tow’rd the eventide; To Thy strength and beauty I would ever bend, Till, in dawn eternal, Friend shall be as friend!

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• [Luk 15:2] Jesus Sinners Doth Receive

  Jesus sinners doth receive; Oh, may all this saying ponder Who in sin’s delusions live And from God and Heaven wander! Here is hope for all who grieve— Jesus sinners doth receive. We deserve but grief and shame, Yet His words, rich grace revealing, Pardon, peace and life proclaim. Here their ills have perfect healing Who with humble hearts believe— Jesus sinners doth receive. Sheep that from the fold did stray No true shepherd e’er forsaketh; Weary souls that lost their way Christ, the Shepherd, gently taketh In His arms that they may live— Jesus sinners doth receive. Come, ye sinners, one and all, Come, accept His invitation; Come, obey His gracious call, Come and take His free salvation! Firmly in these words believe: Jesus sinners doth receive. I, a sinner, come to Thee With a penitent confession; Savior, mercy show to me Grant for all my sins remission. Let these words my soul relieve: Jesus sinners doth receive. Oh, how blest it is to know: Were as scarlet my transgression, It shall be as white as snow By Thy blood and bitter Passion; For these words I now believe: Jesus sinners doth receive. Now my conscience is at peace, From the Law I stand acquitted; Christ hath purchased my release And my every sin remitted. Naught remains my soul to grieve— Jesus sinners doth receive. Jesus sinners doth receive. Also I have been forgiven; And when I this earth must leave, I shall find an open Heaven. Dying, still to Him I cleave— Jesus sinners doth receive.

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• [Luk 15:2] Jesus, The Sinner’s Friend

  Jesus, the sinner’s Friend, to Thee, Lost and undone, for aid I flee, Weary of earth, myself, and sin: Open Thine arms, and take me in. Pity and heal my sin sick soul; ’Tis Thou alone canst make me whole; Dark, till in me Thine image shine, And lost, I am, till Thou art mine. At last I own it cannot be That I should fit myself for Thee: Here, then, to Thee I all resign; Thine is the work, and only Thine. What shall I say Thy grace to move? Lord, I am sin, but Thou art love; I give up every plea beside— Lord, I am lost, but Thou hast died.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 15:2] My Savior Sinners Doth Receive

  My Savior sinners doth receive Who find no rest and no salvation, To whom no man can comfort give, So great their guilt and condemnation; For whom the world is all too small, Their sins both them and God appall; With whom the Law itself hath broken, On whom its judgment hath been spoken— To them the Gospel hope doth give: My Savior sinners doth receive. My Savior sinners doth receive. A love more deep than mother-love, With which His heart was overflowing, Drew Him on earth from Heav’n above, On sinners boundless grace bestowing, He in their stead a curse became, He bore the cross with all its shame; Brought full atonement by His suffering, Gave up His life for them an offering. This comfort doth the Gospel give: My Savior sinners doth receive. My Savior sinners doth receive. His loving bosom still remains A haven for the heavy laden; Christ frees them from their guilty stains, Their burdened hearts doth ease and gladden. He casts into th’unfathomed sea The load of their iniquity; He gives assurance by His Spirit That they are saved through His own merit. Yea, they shall live who this believe: My Savior sinners doth receive. My Savior sinners doth receive. Say not: “My sins are far too great, His mercy I have scorned and slighted, Now my repentance is too late; I came not when His love invited.” O trembling sinner, have no fear; In penitence to Christ draw near. Come now, though conscience still is chiding; Accept His mercy, e’er abiding. Come; blest are they who this believe: My Savior sinners doth receive. My Savior sinners doth receive. Oh, draw us ever unto Thee, Thou Friend of sinners, gracious Savior; Help us that we may fervently Desire Thy pardon, peace and favor. When guilty conscience doth reprove, Reveal to us Thy heart of love. May we, our wretchedness beholding, See then Thy pardoning grace unfolding And say: “To God all glory be: My Savior, Christ, receiveth me. My Savior, Christ, receiveth me.”

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 15:2] Sinners, Believe The Gospel Word

  Sinners, believe the Gospel word, Jesus is come your souls to save Jesus is come, your common Lord; Pardon ye all through Him may have, May now be saved, whoever will; This Man receiveth sinners still. See where the lame, the halt, the blind, The deaf, the dumb, the sick, the poor, Flock to the Friend of human kind, And freely all accept their cure; To whom did He His help deny? Whom in His days of flesh pass by? Did not His Word the fiends expel, The lepers cleanse, and raise the dead? Did He not all their sickness heal, And satisfy their every need? Did He reject His helpless clay, Or send them sorrowful away? Nay, but His bowels yearned to see The people hungry, scattered, faint; Nay, but He uttered over thee, Jerusalem, a true complaint; Jerusalem, who shedd’st His blood, That, with His tears, for thee hath flowed.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 15:2] Thy Faithfulness Lord, Each Moment We Find

  Thy faithfulness, Lord, each moment we find, So true to Thy Word, so loving and kind! Thy mercy so tender to all the lost race, The vilest offender may turn and find grace. The mercy I feel, to others I show, I set to my seal that Jesus is true: Ye all may find favor, who come at His call, O come to my Savior, His grace is for all! To save what was lost, from Heaven He came; Come, sinners, and trust in Jesus’ Name. He offers you pardon; He bids you be free; “If sin be your burden, O come unto Me!” O let me commend my Savior to you, The publican’s Friend and Advocate too, For you He is pleading His merits and death, With God interceding for sinners beneath. Then let us submit His grace to receive, Fall down at His feet and gladly believe: We all are forgiven for Jesus’ sake: Our title to Heaven His merits we take.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Luke 18:9-14

• [Luk 18:13] Have Compassion, Lord, On Me!

  O my Savior, I am weary! Let my cry to Thee ascend While in humble supplication Now before Thy throne I bend! Refrain Weak and helpless, yet believing, Casting all my care on Thee, I am hoping, trusting, praying; Have compassion, Lord, on me! O my Savior, tho’ unworthy, I have nowhere else to go; Thou canst pardon my transgressions, Thou canst wash me white as snow! Refrain O my Savior, by Thy Spirit Thou hast called me o’er and o’er; Now repentant I am coming; Lord, my wand’ring soul restore! Refrain O my Savior, do not leave me Here to perish at Thy throne; In Thy tender, loving mercy Cleanse and make me all Thine own! Refrain

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• [Luk 18:13] Lord, I Deserve Thy Deepest Wrath

  Lord, I deserve thy deepest wrath, Ungrateful, faithless I have been; No terrors have my soul deterred, Nor goodness wooed me from my sin. No terrors have my soul deterred, Nor goodness wooed me from my sin. My heart is vile, my mind depraved, My flesh rebels against Thy will; I am polluted in Thy sight, Yet, Lord have mercy on me still! I am polluted in Thy sight, Yet, Lord have mercy on me still! Without defense to Thee I look, To Thee the only Savior fly; Without a hope, without a friend, In deep distress to Thee I cry, Without a hope, without a friend, In deep distress to Thee I cry. Speak peace to me, my sins forgive, Dwell Thou within my heart, O God, The guilt and pow’r of sin remove, And fit me for Thy blest abode, The guilt and pow’r of sin remove, And fit me for Thy blest abode.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 18:13] Lord, Like The Publican I Stand

  Lord, like the publican I stand, And lift my heart to Thee; Thy pardoning grace, O God, command, Be merciful to me. I smite upon my anxious breast, O’erwhelmed with agony; O save my soul by sin oppressed, Be merciful to me. My guilt, my shame, I all confess, I have no hope nor plea But Jesus’ blood and righteousness; Be merciful to me. Here at Thy cross I still would wait, Nor from its shelter flee, But Thou, O God, in mercy great, Art merciful to me.

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• [Luk 18:13] O Son Of God, In Glory Crowned

  O Son of God, in glory crowned, The Judge ordained of quick and dead! O Son of Man, so pitying found For all the tears Thy people shed! Be with us in this darkened place, This weary, restless, dangerous night; And teach, O teach us, by Thy grace, To struggle onward into light! And since, in God’s recording book, Our sins are written, every one, The crime, the wrath, the wandering look The good we knew, and left undone; Lord, ere the last dread trump be heard, And ere before Thy face we stand, Look Thou on each accusing word, And blot it with Thy bleeding hand. And by the love that brought Thee here, And by the cross, and by the grave, Give perfect love for conscious fear, And in the day of judgment save.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 18:13] Only A Sinner

  Naught have I gotten but what I received; Grace hath bestowed it since I have believed; Boasting excluded, pride I abase; I’m only a sinner, saved by grace! Refrain Only a sinner, saved by grace! Only a sinner, saved by grace! This is my story, to God be the glory— I’m only a sinner, saved by grace! Once I was foolish, and sin ruled my heart, Causing my footsteps from God to depart; Jesus hath found me, happy my case; I now am a sinner, saved by grace! Refrain Tears unavailing, no merit had I; Mercy had saved me, or else I must die; Sin had alarmed me fearing God’s face; But now I’m a sinner saved by grace! Refrain Suffer a sinner whose heart overflows, Loving his Savior to tell what he knows; Once more to tell it would I embrace— I’m only a sinner saved by grace! Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 18:13] Savior, Prince Of Israel’s Race

  Savior, Prince of Israel’s race, See me from Thy lofty throne; Give the sweet relenting grace, Soften this obdurate stone! Stone to flesh, O God, convert; Cast a look, and break my heart! By Thy Spirit, Lord, reprove, All my inmost sins reveal, Sins against Thy light and love Let me see, and let me feel; Sins that crucified my God, Spilt again Thy precious blood. Jesu, seek Thy wandering sheep, Make me restless to return; Bid me look on Thee, and weep, Bitterly as Peter mourn, Till I say, by grace restored, “Now Thou know’st I love Thee, Lord!” Might I in Thy sight appear, As the publican distressed, Stand, not daring to draw near, Smite on my unworthy breast, Groan the sinner’s only plea, “God, be merciful to me!” O remember me for good, Passing through the mortal vale! Show me the atoning blood, When my strength and spirit fail; Give my gasping soul to see Jesus crucified for me!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 18:13] Sinful, Sighing To Be Blest

  Sinful, sighing to be blest, Bound, and longing to be free; Weary, waiting for my rest: God, be merciful to me. Holiness I’ve none to plead, Sinfulness is all I see, I can only bring my need: God, be merciful to me. Broken heart and downcast eyes, Dare not lift themselves to Thee; Yet Thou canst interpret sighs: God, be merciful to me. From this sinful heart of mine To Thy bosom I would flee; I am not mine own, but Thine: God, be merciful to me. There is One beside Thy throne, And my only hope and plea Are in Him and Him alone: God, be merciful to me. He my cause will undertake, My Interpreter will be; He’s my all, and for His sake, God, be merciful to me.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Matthew 21:28-31

• [Mat 21:28] Go Work In My Vineyard

  “Go work in My vineyard,” there’s plenty to do; The harvest is great and the lab’rers are few; There’s weeding and fencing, and clearing of roots, And plowing, and sowing, and gath’ring of fruits. There are foxes to take, there are wolves to destroy, All ages and ranks I can fully employ; I’ve sheep to be tended, and lambs to be fed; The lost must be gathered, the weary ones led. Refrain Go work, go work, go work in My vineyard; there’s plenty to do; Go work, go work, the harvest is great, and the lab’rers are few. “Go work in My vineyard”; I claim thee as Mine; With blood did I buy thee and all that is thine— Thy time and thy talents, thy loftiest powers, Thy warmest affections, thy sunniest hours. I willingly yielded My kingdom for thee, The song of archangels— to hang on the tree, In pain and temptation, in anguish and shame, I paid thy full ransom; My purchase I claim Refrain “Go work in My vineyard”; oh, work while ’tis day! The bright hours of sunshine are hastening away, And night’s gloomy shadows are gathering fast; The time for our labor will ever be past. Begin in the morning and toil all the day; Thy strength I’ll supply, and thy wages I’ll pay; And blessèd, thrice blessèd, the diligent few, Who finish the labor I’ve giv’n them to do. Refrain

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• [Mat 21:28] He Set The Task For Me

  Though the work of life be lowly, Let me true and faithful be; This the thought that makes it holy— Christ has set the task for me. Refrain He has set the task for me! He has set the task for me! This the thought that makes it holy— Christ has set the task for me! Hush, O heart, thy wild ambition! Toil, O hands, in service free! Blest indeed is my condition— Christ has set the task for me. Refrain Christ, I know, will not forget me When at length the evening falls; From the place where He has set me I will answer when He calls. Refrain

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• [Mat 21:28] Missionary’s Farewell

  Far away, beyond the sea, Where the fields are bright and fair, There’s a call, a plaintive plea; I must hasten to be there. Refrain Let me go, I cannot stay, ’Tis the Master calling me; Let me go, I must obey; Native land, farewell to thee. Hark! I hear the Master say, “Up, ye reapers! why so slow?” To the vineyard far away, Earthly kindred, let me go. Refrain Just beyond the rolling tide The uplifted hand I see; Lo! the gates are open wide, And the lost are calling me. Refrain Father, mother, sister dear, I must bid you all adieu; Hark! the call is sounding clear, There’s a work for me to do. Refrain Bear me on, thou restless sea, Let the winds the canvas swell; Afric’s shore I long to see, [substitute name of country to suit] Native land, farewell, farewell. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:28] O God, Who Workest Hitherto

  O God, who workest hitherto, Working in all we see, Fain we would be, and bear, and do, As best it pleaseth Thee. The toil of brain, or heart, or hand, Is man’s appointed lot; He who Thy call can understand Will work, and murmur not. Where’er Thou sendest we will go, Nor any question ask, And what Thou biddest we will do, Whatever be the task. Our skill of hand and strength of limb Are not our own, but Thine; We link them to the work of Him Who made all life divine. Our Brother-Friend, Thy holy Son, Shared all our lot and strife; And nobly will our work be done If molded by His life.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:28] Work For Us All

  Out where the reapers are toiling Out where they earnestly call, Let us away in the morning, There is a work for us all; Lifting the vines that are drooping, Trying their bloom to renew, Bathing their leaves in a fountain Purer and sweeter than dew. Refrain Out where the reapers are toiling, Out where they earnestly call, Let us away, away in the morning, There is a work for us all. Out where the gleaners are toiling, Patiently, cheerfully still, If we are willing to labor, Here is a place we can fill; Speaking a word to the weary, Helping the weak ones along, Shedding bright sunshine around them, Cheering their hearts with a song. Refrain Out where the sheaves they are binding, Sheaves for the garner above, Go in the Name of the Master, Go in the spirit of love; Hark! He is tenderly saying, “Work in My vineyard today”; Haste, for the summer is waning, Harvest is passing away. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal