Kidung Jemaat

Matthew 2:15

• Yerusalem, O Kota Daud [KJ.134]

  1. Yerusalem, o kota Daud, betapa kau berubah! Mengapakah tak lagi kau menjunjung citra sorga? Majusi datang padamu mencari Putra Damai; Engkau gelisah terkejut, tak sadar Ia sampai.	Mat 2:1-3
  2. Yerusalem, mengapakah kausangkal maksud Tuhan? Di manakah sejahtera yang harus kauwujudkan? Serupa dulu sang Firaun membunuh anak-anak, Herodes pun di takhta Daud telah berbuat jahat.	Kel 1:15-22 Mat 2:16-18
  3. O Betlehem di Efrata, tempat mesias lahir, mestinya kau bahagia sebab Rajamu hadir. Tetapi duka dan gentar mengganti damai itu: Di mana-mana terdengar ratapan ibu-ibu.	Yer 31:15
  4. O Betlehem, pusaka Daud, anakmu kaukuburkan, tetapi di Mesir nunjauh Yang Satu diluputkan. Serupa Musa yang kecil dijaga oleh Miryam, Sang Bayi Yesus di Mesir tentram dengan Maria.	Mat 2:13-15 Kel 2:1-10
  5. Yerusalem dan Betlehem, tempatmu tidak aman; seluruh bumi, kau telah sesat sepanjang zaman. Manusia, bertobatlah, tinggalkan kejahatan, Sebab dengan sejahtera Mesias sudah datang!	Mat 3:2
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Matthew 21:9

• Putri Sion, Nyanyilah [KJ.91]

  1. Putri Sion, nyanyilah; soraklah, Yerusalem! Mari sambut Rajamu. Raja Damai t'rimalah! Putri Sion, nyanyilah; soraklah, Yerusalem!	Zkh 9:9 Mat 21:5, 9
  2. Hosiana, Putra Daud, umatMu berkatilah! Dirikanlah takhtaMu mahatinggi, mulia. Hosiana, Putra Daud, umatMu berkatilah!	Mrk 11:9-10 Yes 9:5-6
  3. Hosiana, Putra Daud, Salam, Raja mulia. Raja Damai abadi, Putra Allah yang kekal. Hosiana, Putra Daud, Salam, Raja mulia!
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• Segala Kemuliaan [KJ.161]

  1. Segala kemuliaan bagiMu, Penebus! Pun suara anak-anak memuji Dikau t'rus. "Hosana, Raja kami! Hosana, Anak Daud! Utusan Tuhan Allah, mubarakah Engkau!"	Mat 21:15-16 Mat 21:9
  2. Segala kemuliaan bagiMu, Penebus! Pun suara anak-anak memuji Dikau t'rus. Malaikat dalam sorga memuji namaMu; Segala yang tercipta menyambut kuasaMu.	Why 5:11-12
  3. Segala kemuliaan bagiMu, Penebus! Pun suara anak-anak memuji Dikau t'rus. Kaum Israel dahulu menghias jalanMu; Pun kami mengelukan namaMu yang kudus.	Mat 21:8
  4. Segala kemuliaan bagiMu, Penebus! Pun suara anak-anak memuji Dikau t'rus. Seb'lum Engkau sengsara, pujian bergema; Sekarang kami puji Kau dalam t'rang baka.	Mat 21:9
  5. Segala kemuliaan bagiMu, Penebus! Pun suara anak-anak memuji Dikau t'rus. Dahulu dan sekarang Engkau terpujilah, Ya Raja Mahamurah, Pemb'ri anugerah.
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Hymns

Matthew 21:9

• [Mat 21:9] All Glory, Laud And Honor

  Refrain All glory, laud and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King, To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David’s royal Son, Who in the Lord’s Name comest, The King and Blessèd One. Refrain The company of angels Are praising Thee on High, And mortal men and all things Created make reply. Refrain The people of the Hebrews With palms before Thee went; Our prayer and praise and anthems Before Thee we present. Refrain To Thee, before Thy passion, They sang their hymns of praise; To Thee, now high exalted, Our melody we raise. Refrain Thou didst accept their praises; Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good delightest, Thou good and gracious King. Refrain Be Thou, O Lord, the Rider, And we the little ass, That to God’s holy city Together we may pass.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:9] Hosanna To The Living Lord

  Hosanna to the living Lord! Hosanna to the th’Incarnate Word! To Christ, Creator, Savior, King, Let earth, let heaven, Hosanna ring! Refrain Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! “Hosanna, Lord!” Thine angels cry; “Hosanna, Lord!” Thy saints reply; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound: Refrain O Savior, with protecting care, Return to this Thy house of prayer; Assembled in Thy sacred Name, Now we Thy parting promise claim: Refrain But chiefest, in our cleansèd breast, Eternal, bid Thy Spirit rest, And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy Thee. Refrain So in the last and dreadful day, When earth and Heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again. Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:9] O King Of Glory! David’s Son!

  O King of Glory! David’s Son! Our Sovereign and our Friend! In Heav’n forever stands Thy throne, Thy kingdom hath no end: Oh now to all men, far and near, Lord, make it known, we pray, That as in Heav’n all creatures here May know Thee and obey. The Eastern sages gladly bring Their tribute-gifts to Thee; They witness that Thou art their King, And humbly bow the knee; To Thee the morning star doth lead, To Thee th’inspirèd Word, We hail Thee, Savior in our need, We worship Thee, the Lord. Ah look on me with pitying grace, Though weak and poor I be, Within Thy kingdom grant a place Secure and blest to me. Oh rescue me from all my woes, And shield me with Thine arm From sin and death, the mighty foes That daily seek our harm. And bid Thy Word, the fairest Star, Within us clearly shine; Keep sin and all false doctrine far, Since Thou hast claimed us Thine: Let us Thy Name aright confess, And with Thy Christendom, Our King and Savior own and bless Through all the world to come.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:9] Outside The Holy City

  Outside the Holy City Unnumbered footsteps throng, And crowded mart and streets of trade Fling back a swelling song. The voices echo nearer, In flaming hope they sing: “Throw down your branches at His feet! Hosanna to the King!” Once more beside a city The Son of David waits, Once more the children throng to bring A welcome at the gates. Within are hearts sore burdened And feet that go astray; O Christ of God, come near and walk Our city streets today! The branches that we offer Are no unmeaning sign; Take Thou the hands we lift on high And make them wholly Thine. No songs of shallow welcome Are these we raise to Thee; O give us faith to face the cross And set Thy city free! A distant music mingles With all our songs today, The chorale from a city fair Where sin has passed away. There rides the Christ triumphant And victor songs ring clear; O God, give us the strength to build With Christ that city here!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:9] Son Of David Bowed To Die, The

  The Son of David bowed to die, For man’s transgression stricken; The Father’s arm of power was nigh, The Son of God to quicken. Praise Him that He died for men: Praise Him that He rose again. Death seemed all conquering when he bound The Lord of life in prison; The sight of death was nowhere found When Christ again was risen; Wherefore praise Him night and day, Him Who took death’s sting away. His saints with Him must bow to death, With Him are raised in spirit, With Him they dwell above by faith, Accepted through His merit: Heaven and earth resound the strain, Death by Jesus Christ is slain.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Matthew 25:21

• [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

Matthew 25:23

• [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