Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 42:1

• 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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Psalms 130:6

• Dari Lembah Sengsaraku [KJ.24a]

  	Mzm 130
  1. Dari lembah sengsaraku 'ku berseru, ya Tuhan! Dengarlah suara hambaMu, dosaku pun kabulkan! Jikalau kesalahanku terus teringat olehMu, Tak dapat 'ku bertahan.	Rat 3:55
  2. Namun, ya Tuhan, padaMu terdapat pengampunan; kesalahanku Kautebus, kasihMu Kautunjukkan. Tiada insan yang benar, tetapi rahmatMu yang besar: Terpujilah namaMu!	Mzm 32:1
  3. 'Ku menantikanMu teguh, rahmatMu kudambakan; tak kuandalkan jasaku, firmanMu kuharapkan. Lebih dari pengawal pun menunggu fajar bertekun, Kutunggu Dikau, Tuhan!
  4. Hai Israel, berharaplah kepada Tuhan saja! Maha Pengasih Dialah, Penolong kaum percaya. UmatNya dibebaskanNya dari segala dosanya; Dib'riNya hidup baru!	Mat 1:21 Tit 2:14

• Dari Lembah Sengsaraku [KJ.24b]

  1. Dari lembah sengsaraku 'ku berseru, ya Tuhan! Dengarlah suara hambaMu, doaku pun kabulkan! Jikalau kesalahanku terus teringat olehMu, tak dapat 'ku bertahan

Hymns

Psalms 42:1

• [Psa 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Cooling Streams

  As pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for Thee And Thy refreshing grace. For Thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine; O, when shall I behold Thy face, Thou majesty divine? God of my strength, how long shall I Like one forgotten mourn, Forlorn, forsaken and exposed To my oppressor’s scorn? Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Hope still; and thou shalt sing The praise of Him Who is thy God, Thy health’s eternal spring. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God Whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore.

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• [Psa 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Streams

  As pants the hart for streams of living water, So longs my soul, O living God, for Thee; I thirst for Thee, for Thee my heart is yearning; When shall I come Thy gracious face to see? O Lord my God, overwhelmed in deep affliction, Far from Thy rest, to Thee I lift my soul; Deep calls to deep and storms of trouble thunder, While over my head the waves and billows roll. Thou wilt command Thy servant’s consolation, Thy lovingkindness yet shall cheer my day, And in the night Thy song shall be my comfort; God of my life, to Thee I still will pray. Why, O my soul, art thou cast down within me, Why art thou troubled and oppressed with grief? Hope thou in God, the God of thy salvation, Hope, and thy God will surely send relief.

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• [Psa 42:1] As Thirsts The Hart For Water Brooks

  As thirst the hart for water brooks, So thirsts my soul, O God, for Thee; It seeks for God, and ever looks, And longs the living God to see, And longs the living God to see. Far from the courts of God, my tears Have been my food by night and day, While constantly with bitter sneers, Where is thy God? the scoffers say, Where is thy God? the scoffers say. With grief I think of days gone by, When oft I trod the hallowed way To Zion, praising God on high With throngs who kept the holy day, With throngs who kept the holy day. O why art thou cast down, my soul, And why so troubled shouldst thou be? Hope thou in God, and Him extol, Who gives His saving help to me, Who gives His saving help to me.

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• [Psa 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Streams

  As pants the hart for streams of living water, So longs my soul, O living God, for Thee; I thirst for Thee, for Thee my heart is yearning; When shall I come Thy gracious face to see? O Lord my God, overwhelmed in deep affliction, Far from Thy rest, to Thee I lift my soul; Deep calls to deep and storms of trouble thunder, While over my head the waves and billows roll. Thou wilt command Thy servant’s consolation, Thy lovingkindness yet shall cheer my day, And in the night Thy song shall be my comfort; God of my life, to Thee I still will pray. Why, O my soul, art thou cast down within me, Why art thou troubled and oppressed with grief? Hope thou in God, the God of thy salvation, Hope, and thy God will surely send relief.

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Isaiah 26:8

• [Isa 26:8] Jesu, Joy Of Man’s Desiring

  Jesu, joy of man’s desiring, Holy wisdom, love most bright; Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring Soar to uncreated light. Word of God, our flesh that fashioned, With the fire of life impassioned, Striving still to truth unknown, Soaring, dying round Thy throne. Through the way where hope is guiding, Hark, what peaceful music rings; Where the flock, in Thee confiding, Drink of joy from deathless springs. Theirs is beauty’s fairest pleasure; Theirs is wisdom’s holiest treasure. Thou dost ever lead Thine own In the love of joys unknown.

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• [Isa 26:8] We Are Watching

  We are watching, we are waiting, For the bright prophetic day; When the shadows, weary shadows From the world shall roll away. Refrain We are waiting for the morning, When the beauteous day is dawning; We are waiting for the morning, For the golden spires of day. Lo! He comes! see the King draw near; Zion, shout! the Lord is here. We are watching, we are waiting, For the star that brings the day; When the night of sin shall vanish, And the shadows melt away. Refrain We are watching, we are waiting, For the beauteous King of day; For the Chiefest of ten thousand, For the Light, the Truth, the Way. Refrain We are watching, we are waiting, For the time so long foretold, When with saved ones of all ages, We shall walk the streets of gold. Refrain We are watching, we are waiting, For an earth made free from strife, Then the power of Satan ended, We shall have eternal life. Refrain

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Isaiah 26:1

• [Isa 26:1] How Honorable Is The Place

  How honorable is the place Where we adoring stand! Zion, the glory of the earth, And beauty of the land! Bulwarks of mighty grace defend The city where we dwell; The walls, of strong salvation made, Defy the assaults of hell. Lift up the everlasting gates, The doors wide open fling; Enter, ye nations that obey The statutes of our King. Here shall you taste unmingled joys, And live in perfect peace, You that have known Jehovah’s Name. And ventured on His grace. Trust in the Lord, forever trust, And banish all your fears; Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, Eternal as His years. What though the rebels dwell on high, His arm shall bring them low; Low as the caverns of the grave Their lofty heads shall bow. On Babylon our feet shall tread In that rejoicing hour; The ruins of her walls shall spread A pavement for the poor.

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Isaiah 2:2

• [Isa 2:2] Behold! The Mountain Of The Lord

  Behold! the mountain of the Lord In latter days shall rise On mountain tops above the hills, And draw the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues, shall flow; Up to the hill of God, they’ll say, And to His house we’ll go. The beam that shines from Zion hill Shall lighten every land; The King Who reigns in Salem’s towers Shall all the world command. Among the nations He shall judge; His judgments truth shall guide; His scepter shall protect the just, And quell the sinner’s pride. No strife shall vex Messiah’s reign Or mar the peaceful years; To plowshares soon they beat their swords To pruning hooks their spears. No longer hosts encountering hosts, Their millions slain deplore; They hang the trumpets in the hall And study war no more. Come then, O house of Jacob, come To worship at His shrine; And, walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. In latter days, the Mount of God, His sacred house shall rise Above the mountains and the hills, And strike the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All Tribes and Tongues shall flow; Up to the house of God they’ll say, To Jacob’s God, we’ll go. To us He’ll point the ways of truth: The sacred Path we’ll tread From Salem and from Zion-Hill His law shall then proceed. Among the nations and the isles, As Judge supreme, He’ll sit: And, vested with unbounded power Will punish or seguit. No strife shall rage, nor angry feuds, Disturb these peaceful years; To plowshares then they’ll beat their swords, To pruning hooks their spears. Then nation shan’t ’gainst nation rise, And slaughtered house deplore: They’ll lay the useless trumpet by, And study war no more. O come ye, then, of Jacob’s house, Our hearts now let us join: And, walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. O’er mountain tops, the mount of God In latter days, shall rise Above the summits of the hills, And draw the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues shall flow; Up to the mount of God, they say, And to His house we’ll go. The beams that shine from Zion’s hill Shall lighten ev’ry land; The King, who reigns in Salem’s towers Shall the whole world command. Among the nations He shall judge, His judgments truth shall guide; His scepter shall protect the just, And crush the sinner’s pride. No war shall rage, nor hostile strife Disturb those happy years; To plough shares men shall beat their swords, To pruning hooks their spears. No longer hosts, encountering hosts, Shall crowds of slain deplore; They’ll lay the martial trumpet by, And study war no more.

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  source: Cyberhymnal