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Kidung Jemaat
Psalms 141:7
Tuhan, Datang Segera [KJ.463]
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Mzm 141
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1. Tuhan, datang segera, datang padaku! PadaMu aku berserah, aku berserah. Pintu bibirku, ya Tuhan, Engkau jaga; jangan hatiku memihak kejahatan. Tuhan, datang segera, datang padaku! PadaMu aku berserah, aku berserah.
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2. Tuhan, aku dijerat oleh seteru! PadaMu aku berserah, aku berserah, Roh dan tubuhku kumohon Kaulepaskan dari belenggu kuasa kegelapan. Tuhan, aku dijerat oleh seteru! PadaMu aku berserah, aku berserah.
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Hymns
Psalms 147:16
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[Psa 147:16] All Beautiful The March Of Days
All beautiful the march of days, as seasons come and go; The Hand that shaped the rose hath wrought the crystal of the snow; Hath sent the hoary frost of Heav’n, the flowing waters sealed, And laid a silent loveliness on hill and wood and field. O’er white expanses sparkling pure the radiant morns unfold; The solemn splendors of the night burn brighter than the cold; Life mounts in every throbbing vein, love deepens round the hearth, And clearer sounds the angel hymn, “Good will to men on earth.” O Thou from Whose unfathomed law the year in beauty flows, Thyself the vision passing by in crystal and in rose, Day unto day doth utter speech, and night to night proclaim, In ever changing words of light, the wonder of Thy Name. |
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[Psa 147:16] ’tis Winter Now, The Fallen Snow
’Tis winter now; the fallen snow Has left the heav’ns all coldly clear; Through leafless boughs the sharp winds blow, And all the earth lies dead and drear. And yet God’s love is not withdrawn; His life within the keen air breathes; His beauty paints the crimson dawn, And clothes the boughs with glittering wreaths. And though abroad the sharp winds blow, And skies are chill, and frosts are keen, Home closer draws her circle now, And warmer glows her light within. O God! Who giv’st the winter’s cold As well as summer’s joyous rays, Us warmly in Thy love enfold, And keep us through life’s wintry days. |
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Psalms 53:5
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[Psa 53:5] Foes Of Zion Quake For Fright, The
The foes of Zion quake for fright, Where no fear was they quail; For well they know that sword of might Which cuts through coats of mail. The Lord of old defiled their shields, And laughed their spears to scorn, Their bones lay scattered o’er the field, By dogs and vultures torn. Let Zion’s foes be filled with shame; Her sons are blessed of God; Though scoffers now despise their name The Lord shall break their rod. Oh, would our God to Zion turn, God with salvation clad; Then Judah’s harps should music learn, And Israel be glad. |
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