Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 22:1-2

• 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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Psalms 42:7-9

• Harap Akan Tuhan [KJ.445]

  	Mzm 42-43; Mzm 46
  1. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Jangan resah, tabah berserah, kar'na habis malam pagi merekah. Dalam derita dan kemelut Tuhan yang setia, Penolongmu!
  2. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Walau sendu, hatimu remuk, Tuhan mengatasi tiap kemelut. Ya Tuhan, tolong 'ku yang lemah: setiaMu kokoh selamanya!
  3. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Jalan sedih nanti berhenti; Yesus memberikan hidup abadi. Habis derita di dunia, purna sukacita. Haleluya!
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• Tuntun Aku, Tuhan Allah [KJ.412] ( Guide Me, O Thou Great Jehovah )

  1. Tuntun aku, Tuhan Allah, lewat gurun dunia. Kau perkasa dan setia; bimbing aku yang lemah. Roti sorga, Roti sorga, puaskanlah jiwaku, puaskanlah jiwaku.	Mzm 73:23-24 Mzm 78 Mzm 106 Mzm 136 Kel 16 Yoh 6:32-58 Why 2:17
  2. Buka sumber Air Hidup, penyembuhan jiwaku, dan berjalanlah di muka dengan tiang awanMu. Jurus'lamat, Jurus'lamat, Kau Perisai hidupku, Kau Perisai hidupku.	Kel 17:6 Kel 13:21-22 Mzm 105:39-41
  3. Pada batas Sungai Yordan hapuskanlah takutku. Ya Penumpas kuasa maut, tuntun aku sertaMu. Pujianku, pujianku bagiMu selamanya, bagiMu selamanya.	Yos 3 2 Raj 2:6-12 Mzm 42:7-12 Mzm 114 1 Kor 15:54-56 2 Tim 1:10 Why 1:18
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Psalms 43:2-5

• Harap Akan Tuhan [KJ.445]

  	Mzm 42-43; Mzm 46
  1. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Jangan resah, tabah berserah, kar'na habis malam pagi merekah. Dalam derita dan kemelut Tuhan yang setia, Penolongmu!
  2. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Walau sendu, hatimu remuk, Tuhan mengatasi tiap kemelut. Ya Tuhan, tolong 'ku yang lemah: setiaMu kokoh selamanya!
  3. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Jalan sedih nanti berhenti; Yesus memberikan hidup abadi. Habis derita di dunia, purna sukacita. Haleluya!
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• Sebelum Semua Jadi [KJ.136]

  1. Sebelum semua jadi ada Firman Mulia; Dia Alfa dan Omega, citra Allah BapaNya. Dia itu Yang Pertama, pun Yang Akhir Dialah selamanya dan abadi.	Ams 8:23 Yoh 1:1-2 Why 1:8 Why 22:13
  2. Oleh Firman diciptakan yang mengisi semesta: langit, bumi dan samud'ra beserta penghuninya. Oleh Dia, untuk Dia terbentuk semuanya selamanya dan abadi.	Kej 1:3-31 Mzm 33:6 Yoh 1:3 Ibr 1:2 Kol 1:16
  3. Ia ambil rupa insan, rupa Adam yang fana, menderita sampai mati menebus manusia, agar kita tak binasa, tapi hidup olehNya selamanya dan abadi.	Yoh 1:14 Flp 2:6-8 Yoh 3:16
  4. Ia pun telah dikandung dar pada Roh Kudus dan perawan terberkati melahirkan penebus. Tampak wujud Jurus'lamat di wajahNya yang kudus selamanya dan abadi.	Mat 1:20 Luk 1:35, 42 2 Kor 4:6
  5. Puji, hai malaikat sorga, puji Raja semesta! Penguasa duniawi, puji Allah Yang Esa! Biarlah segala lidah mengagungkan Tuhannya selamanya dan abadi.	Mzm 148 Luk 2:14 Flp 2:9-11
  6. Janji pada masa lampau dalam Dia t'lah genap. Dialah yang disyairkan di halaman Alkitab. Sudah datang Jurus'lamat; puji syukur menggegap selamanya dan abadi.	Mat 1:22-23
  7. Maha Hakim orang mati, Raja orang hidup pun, Kau di takhta Allah Bapa mengalahkan lawanMu. Unsur jahat Kauenyahkan dalam penghakimanMu selamanya dan abadi.	2 Kor 5:10 Why 20:11-15 Kis 2:33-35
  8. Biar kami, tua-muda, umatMu, kecil-besar, bersyukur memuji Dikau, Raja adil dan benar: biar madah orang s'lamat silih-ganti terdengar selamanya dan abadi.	Mzm 148:12-13 Why 19:5 Why 15:2-4
  9. KepadaMu, Yesus Kristus, dan kepada BapaMu dan kepada Roh Penghibur layak diberi syukur, puji, hormat dan kuasa dalam KerajaanMu selamanya dan abadi.
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Hymns

Psalms 22:1-2

• [Psa 22:1] My God, My God, I Cry To Thee

  My God, my God, I cry to Thee; O why hast Thou forsaken me? Afar from me, Thou dost not heed, Though day and night for help I plead. But Thou art holy in Thy ways, Enthroned upon Thy people’s praise; Our fathers put their trust in Thee, Believed, and Thou didst set them free. They cried, and, trusting in Thy Name, Were saved, and were not put to shame; But in the dust mine honor lies, While all reproach and all despise. My words a cause for scorn they make, The lip they curl, the head they shake, And, mocking, bid me trust the Lord Till He salvation shall afford. My trust on Thee I learned to rest When I was on my mother’s breast; From birth Thou art my God alone, Thy care my life has ever known. O let Thy strength and presence cheer, For trouble and distress are near; Be Thou not far away from Me, I have no source of help but Thee. Unnumbered foes would do me wrong, They press about me, fierce and strong, Like beasts of prey, their rage they vent, My courage fails, my strength is spent. Down unto death Thou leadest me, Consumed by thirst and agony; With cruel hate and anger fierce My helpless hands and feet they pierce. While on my wasted form they stare, The garments torn from me they share, My shame and sorrow heeding not, And for my robe they cast the lot. O Lord, afar no longer stay; O Thou my Helper, haste, I pray; From death and evil set me free; I live, for Thou didst answer me. I live and will declare Thy fame Where brethren gather in Thy Name; Where all Thy faithful people meet, I will Thy worthy praise repeat.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 22:1] Now Let Our Mournful Songs Record

  Now let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When He complained in tears and blood, As one forsaken of his God. The Jews beheld Him thus forlorn, And shake their heads, and laugh in scorn: “He rescued others from the grave; Now let him try himself to save. “This is the man did once pretend God was his Father and his Friend; If God the blessèd loved him so, Why doth He fail to help him now?” Barbarous people! cruel priests! How they stood round like savage beasts! Like lions gaping to devour, When God had left Him in their power. They wound His head, His hands, His feet, Till streams of blood each other meet; By lot His garments they divide, And mock the pangs in which He died. But God, the Father, heard His cry; Raised from the dead, He reigns on high; The nations learn His righteousness, And humble sinners taste His grace.

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• [Psa 22:1] O God, My God, Wherefore Dost Thou

  O God, my God, wherefore dost Thou Forsake me utterly? And helpest not when I do make My great complaint and cry? To Thee, my God, e’en all day long I do both cry and call; I cease not all the night, and yet Thou hearest not at all. But Thou that in Thy holy place For evermore dost dwell; Thou art the joy, the comfort, and Glory of Israel: And Him in Whom our fathers old Had all their hope and stay; Who, when they put their trust in Thee, Delivered’st them alway. They were preservèd ever when They called upon Thy Name; And for the faith they had in Thee, They were not put to shame. But I am now become more like A worm than to a man, An outcast, whom the people scorn With all the spite they can. All men despise as they behold Me walking on the way: They grin, make mouths, and nod their heads, And on this wise do say. This man did glory in the Lord, His favor and His love: Let Him redeem and help him now, His pow’r if he will prove. But from the prison of the womb I was by Thee released; Thou didst preserve me still in hope, Whilst I did suck the breast: I was committed from my birth With Thee to have abode; Since I came from my mother’s womb, Thou hast been still my God. Then, Lord, depart not now from me In this my present grief, Since I have none to be my help, My succor and relief. For many bulls do compass me, That be full strong of head; Yea, bulls so fat, as though they had In Basan field been fed. They gape upon me greedily, As though they would me slay; Much like a lion roaring out, And ramping for his prey. But I drop down like water shed, My joints in sunder break, My heart doth in my body melt Like wax, I am so weak. My strength doth like a potsherd dry, My tongue it cleaveth fast Unto my jaws, and I am brought To dust of death at last. For many dogs do compass me, In council they do meet, Conspiring still against my life, Piercing my hands and feet. I was tormented so that I Might all my bones have told, Whilst they do look and stare at me, When they do me behold. My garments they divided have In parts among them all; And for my coat they did cast lots To whom it should befall. Therefore, I pray Thee, be not far From me at my great need, But rather, since Thou art my strength, To help me, Lord, make speed: And from the sword save Thou my soul By Thy might and Thy pow’r, And ever keep my darling dear From dogs that would devour; And from the lion’s mouth that would Me all in sunder tear; From ’midst the horns of unicorns, O Lord, Thou didst me hear. When shall I to my brethren all Thy Majesty record, And in Thy church shall praise the Name Of Thee the living Lord. All ye that fear Him, praise the Lord, Thou, Jacob, Him adore, And all ye seed of Israel, Fear Him for evermore. For He despiseth not the poor, He hideth not away His countenance when they do call, But hears them when they pray, Among the folk that fear the Lord, I will therefore proclaim Thy praise, and keep my promise made For setting forth Thy Name. The poor shall eat and be sufficed; Such as their minds do give To seek the Lord, and praise His Name, Their hearts shall ever live. The coasts of all the earth shall praise The Lord, and seek His grace; The heathen folk shall worship all Before His blessèd face. The kingdoms of the heathen folk The Lord shall have therefore; And he shall be their Governor And King for evermore. The rich men of His goodly gifts Shall taste and feed also, And in His presence worship Him, And bow their knees full low. And all that shall go down to dust, Of life by Him shall taste; A seed shall serve and worship Him, Till time away shall waste. They shall declare and plainly show His truth and righteousness, Unto a people yet unborn, Who shall His Name confess.

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• [Psa 22:1] Why Has My God My Soul Forsook?

  Why has my God my soul forsook, Nor will a smile afford? Thus David once in anguish spoke, And thus our dying Lord. Though ’tis Thy chief delight to dwell Among Thy praising saints, Yet Thou canst hear a groan as well, And pity our complaints. Our fathers trusted in Thy Name, And great deliverance found; But I’m a worm, despised of men, And trodden to the ground. Shaking the head, they pass me by, And laugh my soul to scorn; “In vain he trusts in God,” they cry, “Neglected and forlorn.” But Thou art He Who formed my flesh By Thine almighty Word; And since I hung upon the breast, My hope is in the Lord. Why will my Father hide His face, When foes stand threatning round, In the dark hour of deep distress, And not a helper found? Behold Thy darling left among The cruel and the proud, As bulls of Bashan, fierce and strong, As lions roaring loud. From earth and hell My sorrows meet To multiply the smart; They nail My hands, they pierce My feet, And try to vex My heart. Yet if Thy sovereign hand let loose The rage of earth and hell, Why will my heav’nly Father bruise The Son He loves so well? My God, if possible it be, Withhold this bitter cup But I resign my will to Thee, And drink the sorrows up. My heart dissolves with pangs unknown, In groans I waste my breath; Thy heavy hand has brought Me down Low as the dust of death. Father, I give My Spirit up, And trust it in Thy hand; My dying flesh shall rest in hope, And rise at Thy command.

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Psalms 42:7-9

• [Psa 42:8] Day Thou Gavest, Lord, Is Ended, The

  The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended, The darkness falls at Thy behest; To Thee our morning hymns ascended, Thy praise shall sanctify our rest. We thank Thee that Thy church, unsleeping, While earth rolls onward into light, Through all the world her watch is keeping, And rests not now by day or night. As o’er each continent and island The dawn leads on another day, The voice of prayer is never silent, Nor dies the strain of praise away. The sun that bids us rest is waking Our brethren ’neath the western sky, And hour by hour fresh lips are making Thy wondrous doings heard on high. So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never, Like earth’s proud empires, pass away: Thy kingdom stands, and grows forever, Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.

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• [Psa 42:8] God Of My Life, Through All My Days

  God of my life, through all my days, My grateful powers shall sound Thy praise; My song shall wake with opening light, And cheer the dark and silent night. When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. When death o’er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. But O! when that last conflict’s o’er, And I am chained to earth no more, With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies! Soon shall I learn the exalted strains Which echo through the heavenly plains; And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraphs round the throne. The cheerful tribute will I give, Long as a deathless soul shall live; A work so sweet, a theme so high, Demands and crowns eternity.

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• [Psa 42:8] God Of My Life, To Thee I Call

  God of my life, to Thee I call; Afflicted, at Thy feet I fall; When the great water floods prevail Leave not my trembling heart to fail! Friend of the friendless and the saint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor! Did ever mourner plead with Thee, And Thou refuse that mourner’s plea? Does not the Word still fixed remain That none shall seek Thy face in vain? That were a grief I could not bear, Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer; But a prayer hearing, answering God Supports me under every load. Fair is the lot that’s cast for me! I have an Advocate with Thee; They whom the world caresses most, Have no such privilege to boast. Poor thou I am, despised, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.

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• [Psa 42:8] My Lord, My Life, My Love

  My Lord, my Life, my Love, To Thee, to Thee I call; I cannot live if Thou remove: Thou art my joy, my all. My only sun to cheer The darkness where I dwell; The best and only true delight My song hath found to tell. To Thee in very Heaven The angels owe their bliss; To Thee the saints, whom Thou hast called Where perfect pleasure is. And how shall man, Thy child, Without Thee happy be, Who hath no comfort nor desire In all the world but Thee? Return, my Love, my Life; Thy grace hath won my heart; If Thou forgive, if Thou return, I will no more depart.

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• [Psa 42:8] Slowly Sinks The Setting Sun

  Slowly sinks the setting sun, Now the work of day is done; Lord, we come a thankful throng, Raise to Thee our evening song. For Thy tender care bestowed, For Thy pardoning blood which flowed; For Thy love that crowns our days, Lord, accept our grateful praise. And when sets life’s weary sun, When the toil of earth is done, To Thy home of perfect rest, Lord, receive us, ever blest. For the robe, the palm, the blood, May we always praise our God, And with all the ransomed throng, Swell high Heaven’s triumphant song.

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Psalms 43:2-5

• [Psa 43:3] Give Light, O Lord

  Give light, O Lord, that we may learn The way that leads to Thee, That where our hearts true joy discern, Our life may be. Give light, O Lord, that we may know Thy one unchanging truth, And follow, all our days below, Our Guide in youth. Give light, O Lord, that we may see Where wisdom bids beware, And turn our doubting minds to Thee, In faithful prayer. Give light, O Lord, that we may look Beneath, around, above, And learn from nature’s living book Thy power and love. Give light, O Lord, that we may read All signs that Thou art near, And, while we live, in word and deed Thy Name revere. Give light, O Lord, that we may trace In trial, pain, and loss In poorest lot, and lowest place, A Savior’s cross. Give light, O Lord, that we may see A home beyond the sky, Where all who live in Christ with Thee Shall never die.

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• [Psa 43:3] Lead Me Higher

  Jesus, lead me up the mountain, Where the whitest robes are seen, Where the saints can see the fountain, Where the pure are keeping clean. Refrain Lead me higher up the mountain, Give me fellowship with Thee; In Thy light I see the fountain, And the blood is cleansing me. Higher up, where light increases, Rich above all earthly good, Where the life of sinning ceases, Where the Spirit comes in floods— Refrain Lead me higher, nothing dreading, In the race to never stop, In Thy footsteps keep me treading, Give me grace to reach the top. Refrain Save me better, make me surer, Put me where the fire refines, Where the breath of hope is purer, Where the brightest glory shines. Refrain

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• [Psa 43:3] Search Light

  Flash out the search light, dark is the way, Some weary wand’rer is going astray, Many temptations lurk now at his side, Many the perils that in his path hide. Refrain Flash out the search light, brighten the way, Follow the souls that in darkened paths stray, Search in the highways, search in the byways, Tell them that Jesus bids them come home. Flash out the search light, bright let it shine, Bearing the message of mercy divine, Christ the Redeemer Who seeketh for thee, Offers a pardon so full and so free. Refrain Light up the darkness, scatter the night, There is a brother who longs for the light, Now he is faltering, do not delay, Flash out the search light and brighten the way. Refrain

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• [Psa 43:3] Send Down Thy Truth, O God

  Send down Thy truth, O God; Too long the shadows frown; Too long the darkened way we’ve trod: Thy truth, O Lord, send down. Send down Thy Spirit free, Till wilderness and town One temple for Thy worship be: Thy Spirit, O send down. Send down Thy love, Thy life, Our lesser lives to crown, And cleanse them of their hate and strife: Thy living love send down. Send down Thy peace, O Lord: Earth’s bitter voices drown In one deep ocean of accord: Thy peace, O God, send down.

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• [Psa 43:3] Send Forth, O God, Thy Light And Truth

  Send forth, O God, Thy light and truth, And let them lead me still, Undaunted, in the paths of right, Up to Thy holy hill. Then to Thy altar will I spring, And in my God rejoice; And praise shall tune the trembling string, And gratitude my voice. O why, my soul, art thou cast down? Within me why distressed? Thy hopes the God of grace shall crown; He yet shall make thee blessed. To Him, my never failing Friend, I bow, and kiss the rod; To Him shall thanks and praise ascend, My Savior and my God.

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• [Psa 43:3] Send The Gospel Light

  Send the Light, oh, send it quickly Far across the heaving main; Speed the news of full salvation, Thro’ a dear Redeemer’s Name. Refrain Send the Light, oh, send it quickly To the isles beyond the sea; Let them hear the wondrous story— Love is boundless, grace is free! Send the Light, where souls are dying In their darkness, gloom, and night; Haste, oh haste! the days are fleeting, And the hours—how swift their flight. Refrain Send the Light—the Lord commands it! To His Holy Word attend: “Go ye forth and preach My Gospel; Lo! I’m with you to the end.” Refrain

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• [Psa 43:3] Send The Light

  There’s a call comes ringing over the restless wave, “Send the light! Send the light!” There are souls to rescue there are souls to save, Send the light! Send the light! Refrain Send the light, the blessèd Gospel light; Let it shine from shore to shore! Send the light, the blessèd Gospel light; Let it shine forevermore! We have heard the Macedonian call today, “Send the light! Send the light!” And a golden offering at the cross we lay, Send the light! Send the light! Refrain Let us pray that grace may everywhere abound, “Send the light! Send the light!” And a Christlike spirit everywhere be found, Send the light! Send the light! Refrain Let us not grow weary in the work of love, “Send the light! Send the light!” Let us gather jewels for a crown above, Send the light! Send the light! Refrain

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• [Psa 43:4] Awake, My Soul! To Sound His Praise

  Awake, my soul! to sound His praise, Awake my harp to sing; Join, all my pow’rs the song to raise, And morning incense bring. Among the people of his care, And thro’ the nations round, Glad sons of praise will I prepare, And there his name resound. Be Thou exalted, O my God! Above the starry train; Diffuse Thy heav’nly grace abroad, And teach the world Thy reign. So shall Thy chosen sons rejoice, And throng Thy courts above; While sinners hear Thy pard’ning voice, And taste redeeming love.

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