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Kidung Jemaat
Matthew 4:2
- Bumi dan Langit, Pujilah [KJ.286]
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Praise to the Holiest in the Height
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1. Bumi dan langit, pujilah Yang Tinggi dan Kudus: FirmanNya mahamulia dan jalanNya tentu.
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Mzm 69:35
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2. Betapa kasih hikmatNya! Kendati kita aib: Sang Adam Baru menjelma, Penolong yang ajaib.
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Rm 5:18-19 1 Kor 15:45-47
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3. O hikmat kasih! Dialah tak jatuh diserang: di dalam darah-daging pun berjuang dan menang.
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Mat 4:1-11 1 Ptr 2:24
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4. Tak sekedar karunia yang dimilikiNya: hakekat Allah yang kekal yaitu kodratNya.
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Yoh 1:1-3
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5. Dialah Insan yang benar: set'ru dibantingNya. Hukuman bagi insan pun ditanggung olehNya.
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Kol 1:15 1 Kor 15:26 Ibr 2:14-15 Yes 53:5
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6. DukaNya di Getsemani, wafatNya di salib teladan bagi muridNya menanggung yang pedih.
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Mrk 14:32-42 Yoh 21:19 2 Tim 2:3 1 Ptr 2:21-24
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7. Bumi dan langit pujilah Yang Tinggi dan Kudus; firmanNya mahamulia dan jalanNya tentu.
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- Mari, Tuturkan Kembali [KJ.145]
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Tell Me the Story of Jesus
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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.
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Kis 8:35 Luk 2:14
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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.
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Mat 4:1-11 Mrk 15:15-26
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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.
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Mrk 15:33-37 Mrk 15:42-47 Mrk 16:6 Kis 2:24
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Hymns
John 19:28
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[Joh 19:28] His Are The Thousand Sparkling Rills
His are the thousand sparkling rills That from a thousand fountains burst, And fill with music all the hills; And yet He saith, “I thirst.” All fiery pangs on battlefields; On fever beds where sick men toss, And in that human cry He yields To anguish on the cross. But more than pains that racked Him then, Was the deep longing thirst divine That thirsted for the souls of men: Dear Lord! and one was mine. O Love most patient, give me grace; Make all my soul athirst for Thee; That parched dry lip, that fading face, That thirst, were all for me. |
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[Joh 19:28] O Perfect God, Thy Love
O perfect God, Thy love As perfect Man did share Here upon earth each form of ill Thy fellow men must bear. Now from the tree of scorn We hear Thy voice again; Thou Who didst take our mortal flesh Hast felt our mortal pain. Thy body suffers thirst, Parched are Thy lips and dry: How poor the offering man can bring Thy thirst to satisfy! O Savior, by Thy thirst Borne on the cross of shame, Grant us in all our sufferings leave To glorify Thy Name. That through each pain and grief Our souls may onward move To gain more likeness to Thy life, More knowledge of Thy love. |
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