Kidung Jemaat
Psalms 108:1--110:7
Naik ke Sorga Cemerlang [KJ.218]
1. Naik ke sorga cemerlang, Haleluya,
Kristus, Rajamu yang menang, Haleluya!
Mzm 47:6
Mzm 68:19
Luk 24:51
Kis 1:9
1 Tim 3:16
2. Di kanan Allah, BapaNya, Haleluya,
Dialah Raja semesta, Haleluya!
Mrk 16:19
Ef 1:20-22
Ibr 1:3-4
3. Nubuat Mazmur t'lah genap, Haleluya;
Kristuslah maksud Alkitab, Haleluya!
Mzm 110:1
Ibr 1:13
4. Kepada Dia diberi, Haleluya,
kuasa dan hormat tak henti, Haleluya!
Mat 28:18
Why 5:12
5. Mari bersoraklah terus, Haleluya,
agungkan Kristus, Penebus, Haleluya!
6. Allah Tirtunggal, t'rimalah, Haleluya,
puji syukur selamanya, Haleluya!Play
Hymns
Psalms 108:1--110:7
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[Psa 108:1] My Heart Is Fixed, O God (psalter)
My heart is fixed, O God,
A grateful song I raise;
Awake, O harp, in joyful strains;
Awake, my soul, to praise.Among the nations, Lord,
To Thee my song shall rise;
Thy truth is great above the heav’ns,
Thy mercies reach the skies.Above the heav’ns, O God,
And over all the earth,
Let men exalt Thy glorious Name
And tell Thy matchless worth.Stretch forth Thy mighty hand
In answer to our prayer,
And let Thine own belovèd ones
Thy great salvation share.The holy God has said,
“All lands shall own My sway;
My people shall My glory share,
The heathen shall obey.”O who will lead our hosts
To triumph o’er the foe,
If Thou shalt cast us off, O God,
Nor with our armies go?The help of man is vain,
Be Thou our Helper, Lord;
Through Thee we shall do valiantly
If Thou Thine aid afford.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 108:1] My Steadfast Heart, O God
My steadfast heart, O God,
Will sound Thy praise abroad
With tuneful string;
The dawn shall hear my song,
Thy praise I will prolong,
And where Thy people throng
Thanksgiving bring.Thy truth and tender love
Are high as Heav’n above;
Thy help we crave.
Be Thou exalted high
Above the lofty sky;
Lest Thy belovèd die,
O hear and save.God’s Word shall surely stand;
His Name through every land
Shall be adored;
Lord, who shall lead our host?
Thine aid we covet most,
In Thee is all our boast,
Strong in the Lord.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 108:1] O Come, My Soul, Bless Thou The Lord Thy
O come, my soul, bless thou the Lord thy Maker,
And all within me bless His holy Name;
Bless thou the Lord, forget not all His mercies,
His pard’ning grace and saving love proclaim.Refrain
Bless Him forever, wondrous in might,
Bless Him, His servants that in His will delight.Good is the Lord and full of kind compassion,
Most slow to anger, plenteous in love;
Rich is His grace to all that humbly seek Him,
Boundless and endless as the heav’ns above.Refrain
His love is like a father’s to his children,
Tender and kind to all who fear His Name;
For well He knows our weakness and our frailty,
He knows that we are dust, He knows our frame.Refrain
We fade and die like flow’rs that grow in beauty,
Like tender grass that soon will disappear;
But evermore the love of God is changeless,
Still shown to those who look to Him in fear.Refrain
High in the heav’ns His throne is fixed forever,
His kingdom rules o’er all from pole to pole;
Bless ye the Lord through all His wide dominion,
Bless His most holy Name, O thou my soul.Refrain
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[Psa 108:1] Singing Glory!
I’ve something in my heart that Jesus gave to me,
It makes me feel like singing glory all the day;
He found my captive soul and gave me liberty,
And now I feel like singing glory!Refrain
He makes the path grow brighter ev’ry passing day;
He makes the burden lighter all along the way;
His Word is my delight, His will I now obey,
And all the time I’m singing glory!My Savior loosed my tongue that I might speak His praise;
Since then I have been singing glory all the day;
I love to tell the lost of Jesus and His ways,
And oh, it keeps me singing glory!Refrain
My Savior took my feet from out the miry clay;
Since then I have been singing glory all the day;
He placed them on the Rock that shall not pass away—
I cannot keep from singing glory!Refrain
O weary heart and sad, O heavy laden soul,
If you would feel like singing glory all the day,
Just let the Savior in, and let Him take control;
Then you will feel like singing glory!Refrain
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[Psa 108:4] Thou Hidden Love Of God
Thou hidden Love of God, whose height,
Whose depth unfathomed no one knows,
I see from far Thy beauteous light,
And inly sigh for Thy repose;
My heart is pained, nor can it be
At rest, till it finds rest in Thee.Thy secret voice invites me still
The sweetness of Thy yoke to prove;
And fain I would; but though my will
Seems fixed, yet wide my passions rove;
Yet hindrances strew all the way;
I aim at Thee, yet from Thee stray.’Tis mercy all that Thou has brought
My mind to seek its peace in Thee;
Yet while I seek, but find Thee not,
No peace my wandering soul shall see.
O when shall all my wanderings end,
And all my steps to Theeward tend?Is there a thing beneath the sun
That strives with Thee my heart to share?
Ah, tear it thence and reign alone,
The Lord of every motion there;
Then shall my heart from earth be free,
When it hath found repose in Thee.O hide this self from me, that I
No more, but Christ in me, may live!
My vile affections crucify,
Nor let one darling lust survive
In all things nothing may I see,
Nothing desire or seek, but Thee!O Love, Thy sovereign aid impart
To save me from low thoughted care;
Chase this self will from all my heart,
From all its hidden mazes there;
Make me Thy duteous child that I
Ceaseless may “Abba, Father” cry.Ah no! ne’er will I backward turn:
Thine wholly, Thine alone I am!
Thrice happy he who views with scorn
Earth’s toys, for Thee his constant Flame;
O help that I may never move
From the blest footsteps of Thy love!Each moment draw from earth away
My heart that lowly waits Thy call;
Speak to my inmost soul and say,
“I am thy love, thy God, thy all!”
To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice,
To taste Thy love, be all my choice.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 109:1] O God, Whom I Delight To Praise
O God, whom I delight to praise,
To Thee my cry for help I raise;
Be Thou my Friend and Advocate
When foes assail with bitter hate.Against me slanderous words are flung
From many a false and lying tongue;
Without a cause men hurl at me
The shafts of deadly enmity.My good with evil they repay,
My love turns not their hate away;
The part of vengeance, Lord, is Thine;
To pray, and only pray, is mine.Since love appeals to him in vain,
The slave of sin let him remain;
Against him let his foe be turned,
His sin be judged, his prayer be spurned.Let sudden death upon him break,
His office let another take,
His children and his widowed wife
Pursue the homeless beggar’s life.Let creditors consume his toil
And strangers make his wealth their spoil;
Let none in pity heed his claim;
Cut off his race, blot out his name.His parents’ sins be not forgot
Till Thou from earth his memory blot,
Since he remembered not to show
Compassion to the sons of woe.He cursing loved and blessing loathed:
Unblest, with cursing he is clothed;
For thus the justice of the Lord
My adversaries will reward.O God, the Lord, for Thy Name’s sake
Let me of Thy good grace partake;
My need is great, and great Thou art
To heal my wounded, stricken heart.With failing strength I fast and pine,
Like shadows swift my days decline,
And when my foes my weakness see
They shake their head in scorn at me.O Lord, my God, Thy help I crave,
In Thy great lovingkindness save;
Before my foes Thy mercy show;
That Thou dost help me, make them know.What though they curse, if Thou wilt bless?
Then joy shall banish my distress,
And shame shall overwhelm the foes
Who would Thy servant’s way oppose.Thanksgiving to the Lord I raise,
The multitude shall hear my praise,
For by the needy God will stand
To save them from oppression’s hand.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 109:30] I Will Praise Him
When I saw the cleansing fountain
Open wide for all my sin,
I obeyed the Spirit’s wooing,
When He said, “Wilt thou be clean?”Refrain
I will praise Him! I will praise Him!
Praise the Lamb for sinners slain;
Give Him glory, all ye people,
For His blood can wash away each stain.Though the way seems straight and narrow,
All I claimed was swept away;
My ambitions, plans and wishes,
At my feet in ashes lay.Refrain
Then God’s fire upon the altar
Of my heart was set aflame;
I shall never cease to praise Him
Glory, glory to His Name!Refrain
Blessèd be the Name of Jesus!
I’m so glad He took me in;
He’s forgiven my transgressions,
He has cleansed my heart from sin.Refrain
Glory, glory to the Father!
Glory, glory to the Son!
Glory, glory to the Spirit!
Glory to the Three in One!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 110:1] Lord Unto His Christ Has Said, The
The Lord unto His Christ has said,
“Sit Thou at My right hand,
Until I make Thine enemies
Submit to Thy command.
A scepter prospered by the Lord
Thy mighty hand shall wield;
From Zion Thou shalt rule the world,
And all Thy foes shall yield.“Thy people will be gladly Thine
When Thou shalt come in might,
Like dawning day, like hopeful youth,
With holy beauty bright.
A priesthood that shall never end
The Lord has given Thee;
This He has sworn, and evermore
Fulfilled His Word shall be.“Thou shalt subdue the kings of earth
With God at Thy right hand;
The nations Thou shalt rule in might
And judge in every land.”
The Christ, refreshed by living streams,
Shall neither faint nor fall,
And He shall be the glorious Head,
Exalted over all.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 110:1] Unto My Lord Jehovah Said
Unto my Lord Jehovah said,
“At My right hand I throne Thee,
Till at Thy feet, in triumph laid,
Thy foes their Ruler crown Thee.”
From Zion shall Jehovah send
Thy scepter, till before Thee bend
The knees of proud rebellion.Thy saints, to greet Thy day of might,
In holy raiment muster;
As dewdrops in the morning light
Thy youths around Thee cluster.
Jehovah sware and made decree,
“Thou, King of Righteousness, shalt be
A royal Priest forever.”The Lord at Thy right hand shall bring
On rulers desolation;
The Lord shall smite each heathen king,
And judge each rebel nation.
He, swiftly marching in His wrath,
Shall quaff the brook upon His path,
And lift His head in glory.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 110:4] Thou Dear Redeemer, Dying Lamb
Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,
I love to hear of Thee;
No music like Thy charming Name,
Is half so sweet to me,
Is half so sweet to me.O let me ever hear Thy voice
In mercy to me speak!
And in my Priest, will I rejoice,
My great Melchizedek,
My great Melchizedek.My Jesus shall be still my theme,
While in this world I stay;
I’ll sing my Jesus’ lovely Name
When all things else decay,
When all things else decay.When I appear in yonder cloud,
With all Thy favored throng,
Then I will sing more sweet, more loud,
And Christ shall be my song,
And Christ shall be my song.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 110:4] Where High The Heavenly Temple Stands
Where high the heavenly temple stands,
The house of God not made with hands,
A great High Priest our nature wears,
The Guardian of mankind appears.He Who for men their Surety stood,
And poured on earth His precious blood,
Pursues in Heaven His mighty plan,
The Savior and the Friend of man.Though now ascended up on high,
He bends on earth a brother’s eye;
Partaker of the human name,
He knows the frailty of our frame.Our fellow Sufferer yet retains
A fellow feeling of our pains:
And still remembers in the skies
His tears, His agonies, and cries.In every pang that rends the heart,
The Man of Sorrows had a part,
He sympathizes with our grief,
And to the sufferer sends relief.With boldness, therefore, at the throne,
Let us make all our sorrows known;
And ask the aids of heavenly power
To help us in the evil hour.Play source: Cyberhymnal
