Kidung Jemaat
Psalms 13:1
Serahkan pada Tuhan [KJ.417]
1. Serahkan pada Tuhan seluruh jalanmu;
kuatirmu semua ditanggungNya penuh.
Sedangkan angin lalu dituntun tanganNya,
Pun jalan di depanmu, Tuhan mengaturnya.
Mzm 37:5
1 Ptr 5:7
2. Hendaklah kau percaya kepada Tuhanmu;
niscaya kau bahagia, kerjamu pun teguh.
Usahamu sendiri takkan menolongmu;
Tuhanmu mengingini doamu yang tekun.
Mzm 1:3
Yoh 15:5
3. Ya Bapa yang rahmani, Kau sungguh mengenal
yang baik bagi kami di dalam tiap hal.
Setia kaulakukan maksudMu yang tetap;
Terwujudlah semua sempurna dan lengkap.
Rm 8:28
4. Dan waktu setan maju berontak menyerang,
tak usah ragu-ragu: Allahmu yang menang!
Mustahil Allah mundur di dalam maksudNya;
RencanaNya tak luntur, teguh selamanya.
Luk 10:17-18
Ef 4:27
1 Ptr 5:8-11
Why 12:9
5. Beban kekuatiran lepaskan sajalah;
segala kesedihan tinggalkan segera.
Tak mampu kauatasi segala-galanya;
Rajamu yang abadi menyelesaikannya.
Mat 6:25-34
Mat 11:28-30
1 Ptr 5:7
1 Tes 5:24
6. Tentulah kadang-kadang tak nampak tanganNya,
bagaikan t'lah terhadang terang anugerah,
seolah-olah Tuhan tak lagi mendengar
keluhan dan seruan di saat kau gentar.
Mzm 13:2-3
Mzm 28:1
7. Tetap senantiasa percayalah teguh;
tak mungkin kau binasa di pergumulanmu.
Tuhanmu mengalihkan yang paling susah
pun menjadi kebajikan di jalan hidupmu.
Mzm 13:6
1 Kor 10:13
8. Alihkanlah, ya Tuhan, segala kemelut
dan ajar kami pula berjuang bertekun.
Setia Kau menjaga, membimbing umatMu
Di dalam perjalanan menuju sorgaMu.Play Ya Tuhan, Bimbing Aku [KJ.406]
1. Ya Tuhan, bimbing aku di jalanku, sehingga 'ku
selalu bersamaMu. Engganlah 'ku melangkah setapak pun,
'pabila Kau tak ada disampingku.Mzm 73:23
2. Lindungilah hatiku di rahmatMu dan buatlah batinku
tenang teduh. Dekat kakiMu saja 'ku mau rebah dan
tidak ragu-ragu 'ku berserah.
Luk 10:39
3. Dan bila tak kurasa kuasaMu, Engkau senantiasa
di sampingku. Ya Tuhan, bimbing aku di jalanku,
sehingga 'ku selalu bersamaMu.Mzm 13
Mzm 28:1
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Hymns
Psalms 13:1
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[Psa 13:1] How Long Wilt Thou Forget Me
How long wilt Thou forget me,
O Lord, Thou God of grace?
How long shall fears beset me
While darkness hides Thy face?
How long shall griefs distress me
And turn my day to night?
How long shall foes oppress me
And triumph in their might?O Lord my God, behold me
And hear mine earnest cries;
Lest sleep of death enfold me,
Enlighten Thou mine eyes;
Lest now my foe insulting
Should boast of his success,
And enemies exulting
Rejoice in my distress.But I with expectation
Have on Thy grace relied;
My heart in Thy salvation
Shall still with joy confide;
And I with voice of singing
Will praise the Lord above,
Who, richest bounties bringing,
Has dealt with me in love.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 13:1] How Long Wilt Thou Forget Me, Lord?
How long wilt Thou forget me, Lord?
Shall it for ever be?
O how long shall it be that Thou
Wilt hide Thy face from me?How long take counsel in my soul,
Still sad in heart, shall I?
How long exalted over me
Shall be mine enemy?O Lord my God, consider well,
And answer to me make:
Mine eyes enlighten, lest the sleep
Of death me overtake:Lest that mine enemy should say,
Against him I prevailed;
And those that trouble me rejoice,
When I am moved and failed.But I have all my confidence
Thy mercy set upon;
My heart within me shall rejoice
In Thy salvation.I will unto the Lord my God
Sing praises cheerfully,
Because He hath His bounty shown
To me abundantly.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 13:1] How Long Wilt Thou Conceal Thy Face?
How long wilt Thou conceal Thy face?
My God, how long delay?
When shall I feel those heav’nly rays
That chase my fears away?How long shall my poor laboring soul
Wrestle and toil in vain?
Thy word can all my foes control
And ease my raging pain.See how the prince of darkness tries
All his malicious arts;
He spreads a mist around my eyes,
And throws his fiery darts.Be Thou my sun, and Thou my shield,
My soul in safety keep;
Make haste, before mine eyes are sealed
In death’s eternal sleep.How would the tempter boast aloud
If I become his prey!
Behold, the sons of hell grow proud
At Thy so long delay.But they shall fly at Thy rebuke,
And Satan hide his head;
He knows the terrors of Thy look,
And hears Thy voice with dread.Thou wilt display Thy sovereign grace,
Where all my hopes have hung,
I shall employ my lips in praise
And victory shall be sung.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 1:1
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[Psa 1:1] Blest Is The Man Who Shuns The Place
Blest is the man who shuns the place
Where sinners love to meet;
Who fears to tread their wicked ways,
And hates the scoffer’s seat.But in the statutes of the Lord
Has placed his chief delight;
By day he reads or hears the Word,
And meditates by night.He, like a plant of generous kind,
By living waters set,
Safe from the storms and blasting wind,
Enjoys a peaceful state.Green as the leaf, and ever fair,
Shall his profession shine;
While fruits of holiness appear
Like clusters on the vine.Not so the impious and unjust;
What vain designs they form!
Their hopes are blown away like dust,
Or chaff before the storm.Sinners in judgment shall not stand
Amongst the sons of grace,
When Christ, the Judge, at His right hand
Appoints His saints a place.His eye beholds the path they tread,
His heart approves it well;
But crooked ways of sinners lead
Down to the gates of hell.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 1:1] Happy The Man Whose Cautious Feet
Happy the man whose cautious feet
Shun the broad way that sinners go,
Who hates the place where atheists meet,
And fears to talk as scoffers do.He loves t’employ the morning light
Amongst the statutes of the Lord;
And spends the wakeful hours of night,
With pleasure, pond’ring o’er His Word.He, like a plant by gentle streams,
Shall flourish in immortal green;
And Heav’n will shine with kindest beams
On ev’ry work his hands begin.But sinners find their counsels cross’d:
As chaff before the tempest flies,
So shall their hopes be blown and lost,
When the last trumpet shakes the skies.In vain the rebel seeks to stand
In judgment with the pious race;
The dreadful Judge, with stern command,
Divides him to a diff’rent place.“Straight is the way My saints have trod;
I bless’d the path, and drew it plain;
But you would choose the crooked road,
And down it leads to endless pain.”Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 1:1] Man Is Ever Bless’d, The
The man is ever bless’d
Who shuns the sinners’ ways,
Among their councils never stands,
Nor takes the scorner’s place;But makes the law of God
His study and delight,
Amidst the labors of the day,
And watches of the night.He like a tree shall thrive,
With waters near the root;
Fresh as the leaf his name shall live;
His works are heav’nly fruit.Not so th’ungodly race,
They no such blessings find;
Their hopes shall flee, like empty chaff
Before the driving wind.How will they bear to stand
Before that judgment seat,
Where all the saints, at Christ’s right hand,
In full assembly meet!He knows, and He approves
The way the righteous go;
But sinners and their works shall meet
A dreadful overthrow.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 1:1] That Man Is Blest Who, Fearing God
That man is blest who, fearing God
From sin restrains his feet,
Who will not stand with wicked men,
Who shuns the scorners’ seat.Yea, blest is he who makes God’s law
His portion and delight,
And meditates upon that law
With gladness day and night.That man is nourished like a tree
Set by the river’s side;
Its leaf is green, its fruit is sure,
And thus his works abide.The wicked like the driven chaff
Are swept from off the land;
They shall not gather with the just,
Nor in the judgment stand.The Lord will guard the righteous well,
Their way to Him is known;
The way of sinners, far from God,
Shall surely be o’erthrown.Play source: Cyberhymnal