Kidung Jemaat
Psalms 113:3
Dari Terbitnya Surya T'rang [KJ.137]
1. Dari terbitnya surya t'rang sampai dibarat terbenam
Sang Kristus dimuliakanlah, yang dilahirkan Maria.
Mzm 113:3
Mal 1:11
2. Maha Pencipta dunia menjadi hamba terendah
dan menebus manusia dari bencana dosanya.
Flp 2:6-8
3. T'lah lahir Sang Imanuel yang diwartakan Gabriel;
Yohanes mengelukanNya dalam kandungan bundanya.
Mat 1:32Luk 1:26-38
Luk 1:41, 44
4. Walaupun Raja semesta, palungan tak ditolakNya;
Yang menghidupi burung pun, kini menyusu tersenyum.
Mzm 147:9
Luk 2:7
5. Biduan sorga mulia memuji Allah, BapaNya,
dan kaum gembala mendengar tentang Gembala yang Besar.
Luk 2:8-14
6. Orang Majusi dari jauh melihat bintang Putra Daud,
pergi memandang T'rang Baka, mempersembahkan hartanya.
Mat 2:1-11
7. Herodes, kau mengapakah cemas menyambut datangNya
yang sungguh tidak akan mau berkuasa seperti engkau?
Mat 2:3
8. Ratapan ibu terdengar di pembunuhan yang besar
oleh Herodes yang kejam terhadap tunas Betlehem.
Yer 31:15
Mat 2:16-18
9. Para sarjana Alkitab menguji Dia yang berhak
bermukim s'lama-lamanya di dalam rumah BapaNya.
Luk 2:46-49
10. Berdiri, putih cemerlang, Sang Anakdomba di Yordan:
pertanda kerelaanNya menghapus dosa dunia.
Mrk 1:9-11
Yoh 1:29
11. Air jadi anggur yang terbaik mukjizat kuasaNya ajaib:
yang kosong dipenuhiNya dengan berkat karunia!Yoh 2:1-11
Play - Ya Tuhan, Hari T'lah Berakhir [KJ.328]
1. Ya Tuhan, hari t'lah berakhir, Kau ganti malam yang teduh;
pujian pagi kami ganti pujian malam bagiMu.
Mzm 113:3
Mal 1:11
2. Syukur! GerejaMu berjaga menurut jam gilirannya, tetap
umatMu beribadah seputar bola dunia.
3. Berurut pulau dan benua menyambut fajar yang cerah,
tak putus umatMu semua bersilih-ganti menyembah.
4. Di sini hari sudah lalu, di sana pagi merekah:
selalu oleh suara baru karyaMu dimuliakanlah!
5. Sedangkan kuasa dunia goncang, kekal, ya Tuhan, takhtaMu;
akhirnya bangsa-bangsa datang menyambut KerajaanMu.Mzm 46:7-8
Yes 45:23-24
Why 21:24
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Hymns
Psalms 50:1
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[Psa 50:1] Lord Our God Is Clothed With Might, The
The Lord our God is clothed with might,
The winds obey His will;
He speaks, and in His heavenly height,
He speaks, and in His heavenly height,
The rolling sun stands still.Rebel, ye waves, and o’er the land
With threatening aspect roar;
The Lord uplifts His awful hand,
The Lord uplifts His awful hand,
And chains you to the shore.Ye winds of night, your force combine;
Without His high behest,
Ye shall not, in the mountain pine,
Ye shall not, in the mountain pine,
Disturb the sparrow’s rest.His voice sublime is heard afar;
In distant peals it dies;
He yokes the whirlwind to His car,
He yokes the whirlwind to His car,
And sweeps the howling skies.Ye nations, bend, in reverence bend;
Ye monarchs, wait His nod;
And bid the choral song ascend
And bid the choral song ascend
To celebrate our God.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 50:1] Mighty God, Jehovah, Speaks, The
The mighty God, Jehovah, speaks
And calls the earth from sea to sea;
From beauteous Zion God shines forth,
He comes and will not silent be;
Devouring flame before Him goes,
And dark the tempest round Him grows.He calls aloud to Heaven and earth
That He may justly judge His own:
My chosen saints together bring
Who sacrifice to Me alone;
The heav’ns His righteousness declare,
For God Himself as Judge is there.Hear, O My people, I will speak,
Against thee I will testify;
Give ear to Me, O Israel,
For God, thy covenant God, am I;
I do not spurn thy sacrifice,
Thy offerings are before My eyes.I will receive from out thy fold
No offering for My holy shrine;
The cattle on a thousand hills
And all the forest beasts are Mine;
Each mountain bird to Me is known,
Whatever roams the field I own.Behold, if I should hungry grow,
I would not tell My need to thee,
For all the world itself is Mine,
And all its wealth belongs to Me;
Why should I aught of thee receive,
My thirst or hunger to relieve?Bring thou to God the gifts of thanks,
And pay thy vows to God Most High;
Call ye upon My holy Name
In days when sore distress is nigh;
Deliverance I will send to thee,
And praises thou shalt give to Me.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 50:1] Mighty God, The Lord, The
The mighty God, the Lord, hath spoken unto all;
From rising to the setting sun, He unto earth doth call.
From Zion, His own hill, where perfect beauty dwells,
Jehovah hath His glory shown, in brightness that excels.Our God shall surely come, and silence shall not keep;
Before Him fire shall waste, and storms tempestuous round Him sweep.
He to the heav’ns above shall then send forth His call,
And likewise to the earth that He may judge His people all.“Together let My saints unto Me gathered be,
Those that by sacrifice have made a covenant with Me.”
Then shall the heav’ns declare His righteousness abroad;
Because the Lord Himself is Judge, yea, none is judge, but God.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Isaiah 59:19
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[Isa 59:19] Sound The Battle Cry
Sound the battle cry! See, the foe is nigh;
Raise the standard high for the Lord;
Gird your armor on, stand firm every one;
Rest your cause upon His holy Word.Refrain
Rouse, then, soldiers, rally round the banner,
Ready, steady, pass the word along;
Onward, forward, shout aloud Hosanna!
Christ is Captain of the mighty throng.Strong to meet the foe, marching on we go,
While our cause we know, must prevail;
Shield and banner bright, gleaming in the light,
Battling for the right we ne’er can fail.Refrain
O! Thou God of all, hear us when we call,
Help us one and all by Thy grace;
When the battle’s done, and the vict’ry’s won,
May we wear the crown before Thy face.Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Isa 59:19] There’s Peace And Rest In Paradise
There’s peace and rest in paradise,
In weary hours we say;
And oh that we had wings like doves
That we might flee away!For here so strong the evil seems,
So weak appears the good,
Our standard wavers in the rush
Of evil, like a flood.At times, through the long lonely watch,
Nor sun nor moon appears;
Without, incessant fightings are,
Within, incessant fears.Then for the quiet land we long,
And the abode of peace;
And for the word, “Come, weary soul,
From war and vigil cease!”But in our stronger hours we grasp
The warrior’s sword again,
And burn the good fight yet to fight,
The faithful watch maintain.We fain would tread the famous way
Martyrs and saints have trod;
The hours ebb fast of this one day
Of noblest war for God!The Lord Himself hath need of us;
On! till the fight be won;
And the King’s words shall thrill the heart:
“Servant of God, well done!”Play source: Cyberhymnal
