Kidung Jemaat

Matthew 27:1-64

• Di Malam Yang Gelap [KJ.195] ( Low in the Grave He Lay )

  	R:Mrk 16:1-8; 1 Kor 15:26; 2 Tim 1:10; Ibr 2:14-15; Why 1:18; Kol 2:15
  1. Di makam yang gelap Yesus terbaring menanti merekah fajar terang. Bangkitlah Dia megah kuasa Iblis patah menyerah. Alam maut sudah dikalahkanNya. Ia hidup dan berkuasa s'lamanya! T'lah menang, t'lah menang! Kristus bangkit dan menang!	Mrk 15:46
  2. Dan sia-sialah kubur dijaga, pun tiada gunanya batu besar. Bangkitlah Dia megah kuasa Iblis patah menyerah. Alam maut sudah dikalahkanNya. Ia hidup dan berkuasa s'lamanya! T'lah menang, t'lah menang! Kristus bangkit dan menang!	Mat 27:62-66
  3. Maut dan Iblis pun tidak berdaya menahan Tuhanku, Sang Penebus. Bangkitlah Dia megah kuasa Iblis patah menyerah. Alam maut sudah dikalahkanNya. Ia hidup dan berkuasa s'lamanya! T'lah menang, t'lah menang! Kristus bangkit dan menang!	Luk 10:18 1 Yoh 3:8
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• Jurus'lamat Dunia [KJ.165]

  1. Jurus'lamat dunia, walau tak bersalah, bagai maling disergap pada waktu malam dan dihina, dicela didepan mahkamah, diludahi, dicerca oleh kaum ulama.	Luk 22:47-53 Luk 22:63-71
  2. Waktu fajar merekah,Yesus pun dibawa ke Pilatus, dan seg'ra tak terbukti salah. Ke Herodes yang kejam Yesus pun diseret; Raja dan pengawalnya tak segan mengejek.	Luk 23:1-7 Luk 23:8-12
  3. Jam sembilan paginya, balik ke Pilatus, Tuhan kita disesah oleh kaum serdadu; Jubah ungu diberi dan mahkota duri; Olokannya: "Hai tabik, Raja kaum Yahudi!"	Luk 23:13-16 Yoh 19:1-3
  4. Palang dihelakanNya pada tengah hari dan di bukit Golgota Ia pun disalib, menderita tiga jam; ada yang menghujat. Matahari pun kelam dan menutup muka.	Yoh 19:17-19 Mat 27:45
  5. Pukul tiga yang sepi, Yesus, hampir mati, berseru: "Eli, Eli, lamma sabakhtani?" Lalu putus nyawaNya dan di Bait Suci Tabir koyak terbelah; ada gempa bumi.	Mat 27:46 Mzm 22:2 Mat 27:50-51
  6. Waktu menjelang senja, yang kena hukuman dipatahkan tulangnya agar diturunkan. Yesus tak demikian, kar'na sudah mati: Nampak dari lukaNya darah campur air.	Yoh 19:31-37
  7. Surya hampir terbenam waktu datang Yusuf yang termasuk muridNya, minta mayat Yesus; tubuh diturunkannya, dikapankan lenan dan di kubur miliknya Yesus dibaringkan.	Yoh 19:38-42
  8. Tuhan Yesus, tolonglah kami mendalami aniaya dan cela yang Engkau alami, agar kami olehMu meninggalkan dosa kepadaMu bersyukur, jiwa pun sentosa.
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• 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!
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• Yesus, Tuhanku, Apakah Dosaku [KJ.167]

  1. Yesus, Tuhanku, apakah dosaMu, hingga hukuman bagiMu berlaku? Durhaka apa sudah dituduhkan padaMu Tuhan?	Mi 6:3 Mat 27:4 Luk 23:22, 47 2 Kor 5:21
  2. Kau didera, dihina kaum prajurit, Kau dicerca, dib'ri mahkota duri dan minumMu pada kayu salib anggur yang pahit.	Mat 27:26-31 Mat 27:34
  3. Apa sebabnya Kauterima siksa? Tak lain kar'na dosa manusia: aku sendiri dan kesalahanku jadi bebanMu!	Yes 53:3-7 1 Ptr 2:22-24
  4. Siapa menduga jalan hukum ini: bahwa Gembala mengurbankan diri, jadi tebusan domba yang bersalah terhadap Allah.	Yoh 10:11-18 Yoh 15:13 1 Yoh 3:16
  5. Kau harus mati walau tak berdosa, orang bersalah hidup dan sentosa. Bebaskanlah kami yang t'lah mengaminkan Kau disalibkan.	Rm 5:6-10
  6. Kasih sempurna, rahmat tak terhingga, Kau menjalani siksa maut hina. Aku terbawa dunia sukacita, kau menderita!
  7. Raja abadi, apa kulakukan, agar kasihMu dapat kumasyhurkan? Apa yang layak aku persembahkan jadi imbalan?
  8. Tiada yang sanggup untuk mengimbangi rahmat kasihMu suci dan ilahi. Baik berusaha maupun beribadah, takkan setara!
  9. Namun yang tinggal berkenan padaMu hanyalah bila kusalibkan nafsu; hati yang hancur yang hendak bertobat tidak Kautolak.	Mzm 51:19
  10. Kar'na 'ku tahu aku tak berkuasa dan agar jangan aku putus asa, b'ri Roh KudusMu memerintah aku ikut jejakMu!	1 Ptr 2:21
  11. Jadikan daku taat dan setia demi namaMu yang mahamulia, agar kupikul salibMu ke muka tanpa berduka.	Mrk 8:34
  12. Walau karyaku tak bersifat jasa, namun, ya Tuhan, Kau senantiasa mau menerima persembahan hati dan Kauberkati.
  13. Ya Tuhan Yesus yang di takhta Allah, Kau yang terpuji untuk selamanya; aku pun ikut memberi selalu syukur padaMu!	Why 5:12-13
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Hymns

Matthew 27:1-64

• [Mat 27:22] What Will You Do With Jesus? (1)

  Jesus is standing in Pilate’s hall, Friendless, forsaken, betrayed by all; Hearken! what meaneth the sudden call? What will you do with Jesus? Refrain What will you do with Jesus? Neutral you cannot be; Some day your heart will be asking, “What will He do with me?” Jesus is standing on trial still, You can be false to Him if you will, You can be faithful through good or ill: What will you do with Jesus? Refrain Will you evade him as Pilate tried? Or will you choose Him, whate’er betide? Vainly you struggle from Him to hide: What will you do with Jesus? Refrain Will you, like Peter, your Lord deny? Or will you scorn from His foes to fly, Daring for Jesus to live or die? What will you do with Jesus? Refrain “Jesus, I give Thee my heart today! Jesus, I’ll follow Thee all the way, Gladly obeying Thee!” will you say: “This I will do with Jesus!” Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 27:22] What Will You Do With Jesus? (2)

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• [Mat 27:29] O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

  O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded with thorns, Thine only crown; O sacred Head, what glory, what bliss till now was Thine! Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered, was all for sinners’ gain; Mine, mine was the transgression, but Thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Savior! ’Tis I deserve Thy place; Look on me with Thy favor, vouchsafe to me Thy grace. Men mock and taunt and jeer Thee, Thou noble countenance, Though mighty worlds shall fear Thee and flee before Thy glance. How art thou pale with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn! How doth Thy visage languish that once was bright as morn! Now from Thy cheeks has vanished their color once so fair; From Thy red lips is banished the splendor that was there. Grim death, with cruel rigor, hath robbed Thee of Thy life; Thus Thou hast lost Thy vigor, Thy strength in this sad strife. My burden in Thy Passion, Lord, Thou hast borne for me, For it was my transgression which brought this woe on Thee. I cast me down before Thee, wrath were my rightful lot; Have mercy, I implore Thee; Redeemer, spurn me not! What language shall I borrow to thank Thee, dearest friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? O make me Thine forever, and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to Thee. My Shepherd, now receive me; my Guardian, own me Thine. Great blessings Thou didst give me, O source of gifts divine. Thy lips have often fed me with words of truth and love; Thy Spirit oft hath led me to heavenly joys above. Here I will stand beside Thee, from Thee I will not part; O Savior, do not chide me! When breaks Thy loving heart, When soul and body languish in death’s cold, cruel grasp, Then, in Thy deepest anguish, Thee in mine arms I’ll clasp. The joy can never be spoken, above all joys beside, When in Thy body broken I thus with safety hide. O Lord of Life, desiring Thy glory now to see, Beside Thy cross expiring, I’d breathe my soul to Thee. My Savior, be Thou near me when death is at my door; Then let Thy presence cheer me, forsake me nevermore! When soul and body languish, oh, leave me not alone, But take away mine anguish by virtue of Thine own! Be Thou my consolation, my shield when I must die; Remind me of Thy passion when my last hour draws nigh. Mine eyes shall then behold Thee, upon Thy cross shall dwell, My heart by faith enfolds Thee. Who dieth thus dies well.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 27:39] O Come And Mourn With Me

  O come and mourn with me awhile; And tarry here the cross beside; O come, together let us mourn; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. Have we no tears to shed for Him, While soldiers scoff and foes deride? Ah! look how patiently He hangs; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. How fast His hands and feet are nailed; His blessed tongue with thirst is tied, His failing eyes are blind with blood: Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. His mother cannot reach His face; She stands in helplessness beside; Her heart is martyred with her Son’s: Jesus, our Lord, is Crucified. Seven times He spoke, seven words of love; And all three hours His silence cried For mercy on the souls of men; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. Come, let us stand beneath the cross; So may the blood from out His side Fall gently on us drop by drop; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. O break, O break, hard heart of mine! Thy weak self-love and guilty pride His Pilate and His Judas were: Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. A broken heart, a fount of tears, Ask, and they will not be denied; A broken heart love’s cradle is: Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. O love of God! O sin of man! In this dread act Your strength is tried; And victory remains with love; For Thou our Lord, art crucified!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 27:45] O Darkest Woe

  O darkest woe! Ye tears, forth flow! Has earth so sad a wonder? God the Father’s only Son Now lies buried yonder. O sorrow dread! God’s Son is dead! But by His expiation Of our guilt upon the cross Gained for us salvation. O sinful man, it was the ban Of death on thee that brought Him Down to suffer for thy sins, And such woe hath wrought Him. Behold thy Lord, the Lamb of God Blood sprinkled lies before thee, Pouring out His life that He May to life restore thee. O Ground of faith, Laid low in death, Sweet lips, now silent sleeping! Surely all that live must mourn Here with bitter weeping. O blest shall be Eternally Who oft in faith will ponder Why the glorious Prince of Life Should be buried yonder. O Jesus blest, my Help and Rest! With tears I pray, Lord hear me, Make me love Thee to the last, And in death be near me.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 27:45] Throned Upon The Awful Tree

  Throned upon the awful tree, Lamb of God, Your grief I see. Darkness veils Your anguished face; None its lines of woe can trace. None can tell what pangs unknown Hold You silent and alone. Silent through those three dread hours, Wrestling with the evil powers, Left alone with human sin, Gloom around You and within, Till the appointed time is nigh, Til the Lamb of God may die. Hark, that cry that peals aloud Upward through the whelming cloud! You, the Father’s only Son, You, His own anointed One, You are asking “can it be” “Why have You forsaken Me?” Lord, should fear and anguish roll, Darkly o’er my sinful soul, You, who once were thus bereft That Your own might ne’er be left, Teach me by that bitter cry In the gloom to know You nigh.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 27:51] Hark! The Voice Of Love And Mercy

  Hark! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary; See, it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth, and veils the sky: “It is finished!” “It is finished!” “It is finished!” Hear the dying Savior cry; Hear the dying Savior cry. “It is finished!” O what pleasure Do these precious words afford; Heav’nly blessings, without measure, Flow to us from Christ the Lord: “It is finished!” “It is finished!” “It is finished!” Saints the dying words record; Saints the dying words record. Finished all the types and shadows Of the ceremonial law; Finished all that God had promised; Death and hell no more shall awe: “It is finished!” “It is finished!” “It is finished!” Saints, from hence your comfort draw; Saints, from hence your comfort draw. Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, Join to sing the glorious theme; All in earth, and all in heaven, Join to praise Emmanuel’s Name; Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Glory to the bleeding Lamb! Glory to the bleeding Lamb!

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• [Mat 27:51] Unveiled Christ, The

  Once our blessèd Christ of beauty Was veiled off from human view; But through suffering, death and sorrow He has rent the veil in two. Refrain O behold the Man of Sorrows, O behold Him in plain view; Lo! He is the mighty Conqueror, Since He rent the veil in two. Lo! He is the mighty Conqueror, Since He rent the veil in two. Now He is with God the Father, Interceding there for you; For He is the mighty conqueror, Since He rent the veil in two. Refrain Holy angels bow before Him, Men of earth give praises due; For He is the well belovèd Since He rent the veil in two. Refrain Throughout time and endless ages, Heights and depths of love so true; He alone can be the Giver Since He rent the veil in two. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 27:63] Now The Green Blade Rises

  Now the green blade rises from the buried grain, Wheat that in the dark earth many years has lain; Love lives again, that with the dead has been: Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green. In the grave they laid Him, Love Whom we had slain, Thinking that He’d never wake to life again, Laid in the earth like grain that sleeps unseen: Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green. Up He sprang at Easter, like the risen grain, He that for three days in the grave had lain; Up from the dead my risen Lord is seen: Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green. When our hearts are saddened, grieving or in pain, By Your touch You call us back to life again; Fields of our hearts that dead and bare have been: Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 27:64] Sealed Was The Tomb

  Sealed was the tomb, guarded by soldiers, Brightly the moonlight shone around; Roadway and hill gleamed in the brightness, Flooded with light the garden’s bound. Brighter the light seen ’neath the olives; Forms bright as sunlight, ’mid the trees, Soldiers were there, clad as for warfare; Lo! they are gone, and who are these? See yonder, hast’ning to the city, The trembling soldiers in terror go! Earthquake astounding, strange light surrounding, Drive them away these things to show. Refrain O wonderful light in the garden, That fadeth not away! The King Who was laid in the shadow With vict’ry is crowned this glorious day. Darkly they plan; falsely as darkly, Stories that He was borne away— Borne by His friends, poor weak disciples, Stol’n when the moon was bright as day! Soldiers of Rome ne’er slept on duty, False was the tale for silver told; Death could not hold that mighty Victor! Lift up your heads, ye gates of gold! The morn of glory hath awakened, And death no longer holds boundless pow’r; Empty the prison, Jesus has risen; Time hath no richer, grander hour. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal