Kidung Jemaat

Matthew 8:8

• Kudengar BerkatMu Turun [KJ.235] ( Even Me / Lord, I Hear of Showers of Blessmg )

  1. Kudengar berkatMu turun bagai hujan yang lebat, menghidupkan padang gurun dan menghibur yang penat. Aku pun, aku pun, ya, berkati aku pun!	Yes 32:15 Yes 44:3 Yl 2:23, 28 Kis 2:17-18
  2. Bapa, jangan Kaulewati aku, walau 'ku cemar; 'ku tak layak Kaudekati namun rahmatMu besar. Aku pun, aku pun, kasihani aku pun!	Mat 8:8 Mrk 10:48
  3. Mampirlah, ya, Jurus'lamat, kau dambaan hatiku; aku rindu amat sangat mendengar panggilanMu. Aku pun, aku pun, Yesus, panggil aku pun!
  4. Mampirlah, ya Roh perkasa, t'rangi mata hatiku; sabda Kristus b'ri berkuasa, dalam diri hambaMu. Aku pun, aku pun, ya, terangi aku pun!	Ef 1:17-18
  5. Amat lama tak 'ku sadar menyedihkan hatiMu; pada dunia 'ku bersandar, o, s'lamatkan diriku! Aku pun, aku pun, o, s'lamatkan aku pun!
  6. Kasih Allah yang sempurna, darah Kristus yang kudus, kuasa Roh yang tak terduga, biar jaya dalamku. Aku pun, aku pun, sempurnakan aku pun!
  7. Ikatlah hatiku, Tuhan, selamanya padaMu; b'rilah air kehidupan melimpahi diriku. Aku pun, aku pun, ya, berkati aku pun!	Yeh 47:1-12 Yoh 7:37-39 Why 7:17 Why 22:1-2
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• Tatkala Hari pun Senja [KJ.148]

  1. Tatkala hati pun senja, yang sakit datang kepadaMu, dirundung duka dan keluh; pulang dengan sejahtera.	Mrk 1:32-34
  2. Senja sekarang ini pun, terkumpul kami yang penat; dalam iman Engkau dekat, walau tak nyata wujudMu.
  3. O Tuhan Jesus, tolonglah yang sakit maupun yang sedih; ada yang kandas dan sepi, ada yang hilang kasihnya.
  4. Yang satu budak dunia, yang lain kurang beriman; ada yang hampir tenggelam: hanya Engkau Penolongnya.
  5. Yang anggap dunia semu, tetap mengharap yang fana; yang ditinggalkan kawannnya, belum mencari kasihMu.
  6. Berdosalah semuanya tiada yang tent'ram penuh, bahkan yang paling saleh pun justru merasa bercela.	Rm 3:23
  7. O Yesus, juga kau telah menanggung siksa dan keluh; oleh tindakan kasihMu tubuh dan roh obatilah!	Yes 53:3-7 Ibr 4:15
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Hymns

Matthew 22:37

• [Mat 22:37] Heart And Mind, Possessions, Lord

  Heart and mind, possessions, Lord, I offer unto Thee; All these were Thine, Lord; Thou didst give them all to me. Wondrous are Thy doings unto me. Plans and my thoughts and everything I ever do Are dependent on Thy will and love alone. I commit my spirit unto Thee. Heart and mind, possessions, Lord, I offer unto Thee; Thou art the Way, the Truth; Thou art the Life. Sinful, I commit myself unto Thee. Jesus Christ is filling all the heart of me. He can give me victory o’er all that threatens me. Jesus Christ is filling all my heart.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 22:37] O How Shall I Keep My Christmas?

  “O how shall I keep my Christmas?” My heart whispered softly to me, For I had been reading the story Of the Lord’s nativity; And slowly and clearly before me The words like pictures rise, And the scenes appear in the beauty Of the starry Syrian skies. O cradled He was in a manger! For lowly and poor was He, Whose throne is the splendors of heaven Whose pow’r is infinity; And He bore His cross to save us, To save us from death and sin, And He trod all alone the winepress To make us pure and clean. In glory the hosts of the angels Came singing His song of praise, And filling the heav’ns with their music In those wonderful old days; Singing “Glory to God in the highest!” And “peace upon earth,” And the mighty chorus of voices Pealed forth “Good will to all.” “O how shall I keep my Christmas?” As they keep it in heaven above; O keep it with peace and thanksgiving, And kindliest deed of love; And share with the poor and needy The joys which the Lord gives thee; And thy heart shall keep with the angels The Lord’s nativity.

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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