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Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 103:10

Mari, Puji Raja Sorga [KJ.288] ( Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven ) Hover on the song's title to listen the music

	Mzm 103
1. Mari, puji Raja sorga, persembahan bawalah! DitebusNya jiwa-raga, maka puji namaNya! Puji Dia, puji Dia, puji Raja semesta!
2. Puji Yang kekal rahmatNya bagi umat dalam aib, dulu, kini, selamanya panjang sabar, mahabaik. Puji Dia, puji Dia, yang setiaNya ajaib!
3. Bagai Bapa yang penyayang, siapa kita Ia tahu; tangan kasihNya menatang di tengah bahaya maut. Puji Dia, puji Dia, kasihNya seluas laut!	Yak 5:11
4. Kita bagai bunga saja, layu habis musimnya, tapi keadaan Raja tak berubah, tak lemah. Puji Dia, puji Dia, yang kekal kuasaNya!	Yes 40:6-8 Yak 1:10-11 1 Ptr 1:24
5. Sujudlah, hai bala sorga, abdi Allah terdekat; turut, bintang, bulan, surya, tiap waktu dan tempat. Puji Dia, puji Dia, Sumber kasih dan berkat!
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Mari, Puji Raja Sorga [KJ.288] ( Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven ) Hover on the song's title to listen the music

	Mzm 103
1. Mari, puji Raja sorga, persembahan bawalah! DitebusNya jiwa-raga, maka puji namaNya! Puji Dia, puji Dia, puji Raja semesta!
2. Puji Yang kekal rahmatNya bagi umat dalam aib, dulu, kini, selamanya panjang sabar, mahabaik. Puji Dia, puji Dia, yang setiaNya ajaib!
3. Bagai Bapa yang penyayang, siapa kita Ia tahu; tangan kasihNya menatang di tengah bahaya maut. Puji Dia, puji Dia, kasihNya seluas laut!	Yak 5:11
4. Kita bagai bunga saja, layu habis musimnya, tapi keadaan Raja tak berubah, tak lemah. Puji Dia, puji Dia, yang kekal kuasaNya!	Yes 40:6-8 Yak 1:10-11 1 Ptr 1:24
5. Sujudlah, hai bala sorga, abdi Allah terdekat; turut, bintang, bulan, surya, tiap waktu dan tempat. Puji Dia, puji Dia, Sumber kasih dan berkat!
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[Mic 7:19] Why Does Your Face, Ye Humble Souls Hover on the song's title to listen the music

Why does your face, ye humble souls,
Those mournful colors wear?
What doubts are these that waste your faith,
And nourish your despair?

What though your numerous sins exceed
The stars that fill the skies,
And aiming at th’eternal throne,
Like pointed mountains rise:

What though your mighty guilt beyond
The wide creation swell,
And has its cursed foundations laid
Low as the deeps of hell:

See here an endless ocean flows
Of never-failing grace;
Behold a dying Savior’s veins
The sacred flood increase.

It rises high, and drowns the hills,
Has neither shore nor bound:
Now, if we search to find our sins,
Our sins can ne’er be found.

Awake, our hearts, adore the grace
That buries all our faults;
And pard’ning blood, that swells above
Our follies and our thoughts.

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source: Cyberhymnal