Kidung Jemaat
Matthew 28:7
Meski Dijaga KuburNya [KJ.192]
1. Meski dijaga kuburNya, tak usah kau sendu:
di Hari Minggu yang cerah t'lah bangkit Tuhanmu!
Mat 27:62-66
Mat 28:1-10
2. Bernyanyi, bergembiralah, bersyukur tak jemu!
Tiap Hari Minggu ingatlah: t'lah bangkit Tuhanmu!
3. Sedih dan suram rasanya di pagi yang gelap;
mulia Hari BangkitNya kuasa maut lenyap.
2 Tim 1:10
4. Bernyanyi, bergembiralah, bersyukur tak jemu!
Tiap Hari Minggu ingatlah: t'lah bangkit Tuhanmu!Play - Sang Kristus Bangkit, Nyanyilah [KJ.204]
1. Sang Kristus bangkit, nyanyilah Haleluya, Haleluya, Penghibur
isi dunia. Haleluya, Haleluya!
Mrk 16:1-8
2. Andaikan Ia tak menang, Haleluya, Haleluya, harapan dunia
terbenam. Haleluya, Haleluya!
3. Menanglah Ia yang kudus; Haleluya, Haleluya, terpuji
Kristus Penebus. Haleluya, Haleluya!
4. Ketiga ibu bersedih, Haleluya, Haleluya,
menengok kubur yang sepi. Haleluya, Haleluya!
Mrk 16:1-2
5. Di kubur itu tampaklah, Haleluya, Haleluya,
telah terguling batunya. Haleluya, Haleluya!
Mrk 16:3-4
6. Hai jangan takut dan sedih, Haleluya, Haleluya,
yang kamu cari t'lah pergi. Haleluya, Haleluya!
Mrk 16:5-6
7. Katakanlah kepadaku, Haleluya, Haleluya,
dimana kini Tuhanku? Haleluya, Haleluya!
Yoh 20:13-15
8. Tuhanmu bangkit mulia, Haleluya, Haleluya,
berita Paskah t'rimalah. Haleluya, Haleluya!
9. Tunjukkanlah di manakah, Haleluya, Haleluya,
yang bangkit dari kuburNya? Haleluya, Haleluya!
10. Lebih dahulu lihatlah, Haleluya, Haleluya,
yang bangkit dari kuburNya? Haleluya, Haleluya,
Mat 28:6
11. Jikalau kosong kuburNya, Haleluya, Haleluya,
ke mana kepergianNya? Haleluya, Haleluya!
12. Ke Galilea pulanglah, Haleluya, Haleluya,
temui Dia segera! Haleluya, Haleluya,
bersukacita tak henti. Haleluya, Haleluya!
Mat 28:7
13. Tak lagi kami bersedih, Haleluya, Haleluya,
bersukacita tak henti. Haleluya, Haleluya!
14. Berita Paskah bergema, Haleluya, Haleluya,
Penghibur isi dunia, Haleluya, Haleluya!Play
Matthew 4:11
- Bumi dan Langit, Pujilah [KJ.286]
(
Praise to the Holiest in the Height
)
1. Bumi dan langit, pujilah Yang Tinggi dan Kudus:
FirmanNya mahamulia dan jalanNya tentu.Mzm 69:35
2. Betapa kasih hikmatNya! Kendati kita aib:
Sang Adam Baru menjelma, Penolong yang ajaib.
Rm 5:18-19
1 Kor 15:45-47
3. O hikmat kasih! Dialah tak jatuh diserang:
di dalam darah-daging pun berjuang dan menang.
Mat 4:1-11
1 Ptr 2:24
4. Tak sekedar karunia yang dimilikiNya:
hakekat Allah yang kekal yaitu kodratNya.
Yoh 1:1-3
5. Dialah Insan yang benar: set'ru dibantingNya.
Hukuman bagi insan pun ditanggung olehNya.
Kol 1:15
1 Kor 15:26
Ibr 2:14-15
Yes 53:5
6. DukaNya di Getsemani, wafatNya di salib
teladan bagi muridNya menanggung yang pedih.
Mrk 14:32-42
Yoh 21:19
2 Tim 2:3
1 Ptr 2:21-24
7. Bumi dan langit pujilah Yang Tinggi dan Kudus;
firmanNya mahamulia dan jalanNya tentu.Play - Mari, Tuturkan Kembali [KJ.145]
(
Tell Me the Story of Jesus
)
1. Mari tuturkan kembali kisah yang indah benar,
warta berharga sekali, Yesus pahlawan besar.
Bahwa di malam lahirNya malak menyanyi merdu:
"Hormat dib'ri bagi Allah; dunia beroleh restu."
Mari tuturkan kembali kisah yang indah benar,
Waktu berharga sekali, Yesus Pahlawan besar.
Kis 8:35
Luk 2:14
2. Waktu Almasih puasa di padang tandus gersang,
untuk dosaku digoda, tap akhirnya menang.
Mari tuturkan derita dan sengsaraNya pedih;
Untuk manusia yang hina Ia disiksa perih.
Mat 4:1-11
Mrk 15:15-26
3. Tuhan dipaku di salib, tubuh memar didera,
matiNya nista dan aib, lalu dikubur seg'ra.
Warta gembira sekali: "Kubur tak dapat menang;
Tuhan t'lah hidup kembali!" Kita beroleh senang.Mrk 15:33-37
Mrk 15:42-47
Mrk 16:6
Kis 2:24
Play
Hymns
Matthew 28:7
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[Mat 28:7] Day Of Resurrection, Then
The day of resurrection! Earth, tell it out abroad;
The Passover of gladness, the Passover of God.
From death to life eternal, from earth unto the sky,
Our Christ hath brought us over, with hymns of victory.Our hearts be pure from evil, that we may see aright
The Lord in rays eternal of resurrection light;
And listening to His accents, may hear, so calm and plain,
His own “All hail!” and, hearing, may raise the victor strain.Now let the heavens be joyful! Let earth the song begin!
Let the round world keep triumph, and all that is therein!
Let all things seen and unseen their notes in gladness blend,
For Christ the Lord hath risen, our joy that hath no end.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mat 28:7] His Cheering Message From The Grave
His cheering message from the grave
An angel to the women gave:
“Full soon your Master ye shall see;
He goes before to Galilee.”But while with flying steps they press
To bear the news, all eagerness,
Their Lord, the living Lord, they meet,
And prostrate fall to kiss His feet.So when His mourning followers heard
The tidings of that faithful word,
Quick went they forth to Galilee,
Their loved and lost once more to see.On that fair day of Paschal joy
The sunshine was without alloy,
When to their very eyes restored
They looked upon the risen Lord.The wounds before their eyes displayed
They see in living light arrayed,
And that they see they testify
In open witness fearlessly.O Christ, the King of gentleness,
Our several hearts do Thou possess,
They we may render all our days
Thy meed of thankfulness and praise.Maker of all, to Thee we pray,
Fulfill in us Thy joy today;
When death assails, grant, Lord, that we
May share Thy Paschal victory.To Thee Who, dead, again dost live,
All glory, Lord, Thy people give;
All glory, as is ever meet,
To Father and to Paraclete.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mat 28:7] Light’s Glittering Morn Bedecks The Sky
Light’s glittering morn bedecks the sky;
Heav’n thunders forth its victor cry;
The glad earth shouts her triumph high,
And groaning hell makes wild reply.While He, the King, the mighty King,
Despoiling death of all its sting,
And, trampling down the powers of night,
Brings forth His ransomed saints to light.His tomb of late the threefold guard
Of watch and stone and seal had barred;
But now, in pomp and triumph high,
He comes from death to victory.The pains of hell are loosed at last;
The days of mourning now are past;
An angel robed in light hath said,
“The Lord is risen from the dead.”Th’Apostles’ hearts were full of pain
For their dear Lord so lately slain,
By rebel servants doomed to die
A death of cruel agony.With gentle voice the angel gave
The women tidings at the grave;
“Fear not, your Master shall ye see;
He goes before to Galilee.”Then, hastening on their eager way
The joyful tidings to convey,
Their Lord they met, their living Lord,
And falling at His feet adored.Th’Eleven, when they hear, with speed
To Galilee forthwith proceed,
That there once more they may behold
The Lord’s dear face, as He foretold.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mat 28:7] O Sons And Daughters, Let Us Sing!
O sons and daughters, let us sing!
The King of Heaven, the glorious King,
Over death today rose triumphing.
Alleluia! Alleluia!That Easter morn, at break of day,
The faithful women went their way
To seek the tomb where Jesus lay.
Alleluia! Alleluia!An angel clad in white they see,
Who sat, and spake unto the three,
“Your Lord doth go to Galilee.”
Alleluia! Alleluia!That night th’apostles met in fear;
Amidst them came their Lord most dear,
And said, “My peace be on all here.”
Alleluia! Alleluia!When Thomas first the tidings heard,
How they had seen the risen Lord,
He doubted the disciples’ word.
Alleluia! Alleluia!“My piercèd side, O Thomas, see;
My hands, My feet, I show to thee;
Not faithless but believing be.”
Alleluia! Alleluia!No longer Thomas then denied;
He saw the feet, the hands, the side;
“Thou art my Lord and God,” he cried.
Alleluia! Alleluia!How blessed are they who have not seen,
And yet whose faith has constant been;
For they eternal life shall win.
Alleluia! Alleluia!On this most holy day of days
Our hearts and voices, Lord, we raise
To Thee, in jubilee and praise.
Alleluia! Alleluia!Play source: Cyberhymnal
Matthew 8:2
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[Mat 8:2] Faith In Jesus
Gracious Lord, Thou canst make me clean;
Hide not Thy face from me;
Sick and faint, as the leper came,
Jesus, I come to Thee.
Thou canst remove the plague of sin,
Washing my inmost soul;
Jesus, I come with breaking heart,
Help me and make me whole.Refrain
Gracious Lord, Thou canst make me clean;
Speak, and my soul shall live;
O my faith will not let Thee go
Till Thou my sin forgive.Gracious Lord, Thou canst make me clean;
Weary and sad am I;
Bending low at Thy sacred feet,
Hear my repentant cry;
Faith in Thy Word has led me here,
Faith cannot plead in vain;
Lord, I believe; O cleanse me now,
Wash me from every stain.Refrain
Gracious Lord, Thou canst make me clean;
Lord, I am pleading still;
Now I hear from Thy lips divine,
“Child, thou hast faith—I will”;
Joy to my soul, great joy has come,
Mourning and tears are o’er;
Sweet are Thy words of love to me,
“Go thou, and sin no more.”Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal
Matthew 9:20
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[Mat 9:20] She Only Touched The Hem Of His Garment
She only touched the hem of His garment
As to His side she stole,
Amid the crowd that gathered around Him,
And straightway she was whole.Refrain
Oh, touch the hem of His garment!
And thou, too, shalt be free!
His saving power this very hour
Shall give new life to thee!She came in fear and trembling before Him,
She knew her Lord had come;
She felt that from Him virtue had healed her,
The mighty deed was done.Refrain
He turned with “Daughter, be of good comfort,
Thy faith hath made thee whole!”
And peace that passeth all understanding
With gladness filled her soul.Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal
Matthew 13:3
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[Mat 13:3] Behold A Sower! From Afar
Behold a Sower! from afar
He goeth forth with might;
The rolling years His furrows are,
His seed, the growing light;
For all the just His Word is sown,
It springeth up alway;
The tender blade is hope’s young dawn,
The harvest, love’s new day.O Lord of life, to Thee we lift
Our hearts in praise for those,
Thy prophets, who have shown Thy gift
Of grace that ever grows,
Of truth that spreads from shore to shore,
Of wisdom’s widening ray,
Of light that shineth more and more
Unto Thy perfect day.Shine forth, O Light, that we may see,
With hearts all unafraid,
The meaning and the mystery
Of things that Thou hast made;
Shine forth, and let the darkling past
Beneath Thy beam grow bright;
Shine forth, and touch the future vast
With Thine untroubled light.Light up Thy Word; the fettered page
From killing bondage free;
Light up our way; lead forth this age
In love’s large liberty.
O Light of light! within us dwell,
Through us Thy radiance pour,
That word and life Thy truths may tell,
And praise Thee evermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mat 13:3] Scattering Precious Seed
Scattering precious seed by the wayside,
Scattering precious seed by the hillside;
Scattering precious seed o’er the field, wide,
Scattering precious seed by the way.Refrain
Sowing in the morning,
Sowing at the noontide;
Sowing in the evening,
Sowing the precious seed by the way.Scattering precious seed for the growing,
Scattering precious seed, freely sowing,
Scattering precious seed, trusting, knowing,
Surely the Lord will send it the rain.Refrain
Scattering precious seed, doubting never,
Scattering precious seed, trusting ever;
Sowing the word with prayer and endeavor,
Trusting the Lord for growth and for yield.Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mat 13:3] Sower Went Forth Sowing, The
The sower went forth sowing,
The seed in secret slept
Through weeks of faith and patience,
Till out the green blade crept;
And warmed by golden sunshine,
And fed by silver rain,
At last the fields were whitened
To harvest once again.
O praise the heavenly Sower,
Who gave the fruitful seed,
And watched and watered duly,
And ripened for our need.Behold! the heavenly Sower
Goes forth with better seed,
The Word of sure salvation,
With feet and hands that bleed;
Here in His Church ’tis scattered,
Our spirits are the soil;
Then let an ample fruitage
Repay His pain and toil.
Oh, beauteous is the harvest,
Wherein all goodness thrives,
And this the true thanksgiving,
The first fruits of our lives.Within a hallowed acre
He sows yet other grain,
When peaceful earth receiveth
The dead He died to gain;
For though the growth be hidden,
We know that they shall rise;
Yea even now they ripen
In sunny Paradise.
O summer land of harvest,
O fields forever white
With souls that wear Christ’s raiment,
With crowns of golden light.One day the heavenly Sower
Shall reap where He hath sown,
And come again rejoicing,
And with Him bring His own;
And then the fan of judgment
Shall winnow from His floor
The chaff into the furnace
That flameth evermore.
O holy, awful Reaper,
Have mercy in the day,
Thou puttest in the sickle,
And cast us not away.Play source: Cyberhymnal
