Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 18:1

• AllahMu Benteng Yang Teguh [KJ.250a]

  1. Allahmu benteng yang teguh, perisai dan senjata; betapa pun sengsaramu, pertolonganNya nyata! Si jahat yang geram berniat 'kan menang; Ngeri kuasanya dan tipu dayanya di bumi tak bertara.	Mzm 18 Mzm 46 Mzm 144:1-2 1 Ptr 5:8-11 Luk 10:18 Yoh 12:31 Ibr 2:14-15 1 Ptr 5:8 Why 13
  2. Dengan tenaga yang fana niscaya kita kalah. Pahlawan kita Dialah yang diurapi Allah. Siapa namaNya? Sang Kristus mulia, Tuhan Yang Esa, Panglima semesta. Niscaya Ia jaya!	Yoh 16:33 Mzm 24:10 Ef 1:20-22 Kol 2:15 Why 17:14
  3. Penuhpun setan dunia yang mau menumpas kita, jangan gentar melihatnya; iman tak sia-sia! Penghulu kuasa g'lap, meskipun menyergap, Mustahil 'kan menang; kuasanya ditebang dengan sepatah kata.
  4. FirmanNya pertahankan t'rus dan puji hanya Dia! Dengan kuasa Roh Kudus Ia di pihak kita. Kendati hidupmu diambil seteru, Pun harta dan benda, akhirnya kitalah yang punya Kerajaan!	Mzm 118:6 Rm 8:31 Mat 5:3, 10 Ibr 12:28 Yak 2:5

• AllahMu Benteng Yang Teguh [KJ.250b]

  1. Allahmu benteng yang teguh, perisai dan senjata; betapa pun sengsaramu, pertolonganNya nyata! Si jahat yang geram berniat 'kan menang; Ngeri kuasanya dan tipu dayanya di bumi tak bertara.

  2. Dengan tenaga yang fana niscaya kita kalah. Pahlawan kita Dialah yang diurapi Allah. Siapa namaNya? Sang Kristus mulia, Tuhan Yang Esa, Panglima semesta. Niscaya Ia jaya!

  3. Penuhpun setan dunia yang mau menumpas kita, jangan gentar melihatnya; iman tak sia-sia! Penghulu kuasa g'lap, meskipun menyergap, Mustahil 'kan menang; kuasanya ditebang dengan sepatah kata.

  4. FirmanNya pertahankan t'rus dan puji hanya Dia! Dengan kuasa Roh Kudus Ia di pihak kita. Kendati hidupmu diambil seteru, Pun harta dan benda, akhirnya kitalah yang punya Kerajaan!

Hymns

Psalms 18:1

• [Psa 18:1] I Love The Lord, His Strength Is Mine

  I love the Lord, His strength is mine; He is my God, I trust His grace; My Fortress high, my Shield divine, My Savior and my Hiding Place. From God the victory I receive; Most perfect is His holy way; His Word is tried, they who believe Will find the Lord their Shield and Stay. For who is God, and strong to save, Beside the Lord, our God of might? ’Tis He that makes me strong and brave, The Lord Who guides my steps aright. Thy free salvation is my shield, My sure defense in every strait; Thy hand upholds me, lest I yield; Thy gentleness has made me great.

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• [Psa 18:1] I Never Will Cease To Love Him

  For all the Lord has done for me, I never will cease to love Him; And for His grace so rich and free, I never will cease to love Him. Refrain I never will cease to love Him, My Savior, my Savior; I never will cease to love Him, He’s done so much for me. He gives me strength for every day, I never will cease to love Him; He leads and guides me all the way, I never will cease to love Him. Refrain Though all the world His love neglect, I never will cease to love Him; I could not such a Friend reject, I never will cease to love Him. Refrain While on my journey here below, I never will cease to love Him; And when to that bright world I go, I never will cease to love Him. Refrain

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• [Psa 18:1] O God, My Strength And Fortitude

  O God, my strength and fortitude In truth I will love Thee; Thou art my castle and defense In my necessity. My God, my Rock, in whom I trust, The Worker of my wealth, My Refuge, Buckler, and my Shield, The Horn of all my health. When I, beset with pain and grief, Prayed to my God for grace; Forthwith my God heard my complaint, Out of His holy place. The Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens high, And underneath His feet He cast The darkness of the sky. On cherub and on cherubim Full royally He rode; And on the wings of all the winds Came flying all abroad. He brought me forth in open place, That so I might be free; And kept me safe, because He had A favor unto me. Unspotted are the ways of God, His Word is truly tried; He is a sure defense to such As in His ways abide.

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• [Psa 18:1] Thee Will I Love, My Strength, My Tower (wesley)

  Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower, Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown, Thee will I love with all my power, In all Thy works, and Thee alone; Thee will I love, till the pure fire Fill my whole soul with chaste desire. Ah, why did I so late Thee know, Thee, lovelier than the sons of men! Ah, why did I no sooner go To Thee, the only ease in pain! Ashamed, I sigh, and inly mourn, That I so late to Thee did turn. In darkness willingly I strayed, I sought Thee, yet from Thee I roved; Far wide my wandering thoughts were spread, Thy creatures more than Thee I loved; And now if more at length I see, ’Tis through Thy light and comes from Thee. I thank Thee, uncreated Sun, That Thy bright beams on me have shined; I thank Thee, who hast overthrown My foes, and healed my wounded mind; I thank Thee, whose enlivening voice Bids my freed heart in Thee rejoice. Uphold me in the doubtful race, Nor suffer me again to stray; Strengthen my feet with steady pace Still to press forward in Thy way; My soul and flesh, O Lord of might, Fill, satiate, with Thy heavenly light. Give to mine eyes refreshing tears, Give to my heart chaste, hallowed fires, Give to my soul, with filial fears, The love that all Heaven’s host inspires; That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite. Thee will I love, my joy, my crown, Thee will I love, my Lord, my God; Thee will I love, beneath Thy frown, Or smile, Thy scepter, or Thy rod; What though my flesh and heart decay? Thee shall I love in endless day!

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• [Psa 18:1] Thee Will I Love, My Strength, My Tower (winkworth)

  Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower; Thee will I love, my Hope, my Joy; Thee will I love with all my power, With ardor time will ne’er destroy. Thee will I love, O Light Divine, So long as life is mine. Thee will I love, my Life, my Savior, Who art my best and truest Friend; Thee will I love and praise forever, For never shall Thy kindness end; Thee will I love with all my heart, Thou my Redeemer art. I thank Thee, Jesus, Sun from Heaven, Whose radiance hath brought light to me; I thank Thee, who hast richly given All that could make me glad and free; I thank Thee that my soul is healed By what Thy lips revealed. Oh, keep me watchful, then, and humble And suffer me no more to stray; Uphold me when my feet would stumble, Nor let me loiter by the way. Fill all my nature with Thy light, O Radiance strong and bright! Oh, teach me, Lord, to love Thee truly With soul and body, head and heart, And grant me grace that I may duly Practice fore’er love’s sacred art. Grant that my every thought may be Directed e’er to Thee. Thee will I love, my Crown of gladness; Thee will I love, my God and Lord, Amid the darkest depths of sadness, Nor for the hope of high reward— For Thine own sake, O Light Divine, So long as life is mine.

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• [Psa 18:1] Thee Will I Love, O Lord, My Strength

  Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength, My rock, my tower, my high defense; Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, For I have found salvation thence. Death, and the terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their dismal shade; While floods of high temptations rose, And made my sinking soul afraid. I saw the opening gates of hell, With endless pains and sorrows there, Which none but they that feel can tell; While I was hurried to despair. In my distress I called my God, When I could scarce believe Him mine: He bowed His ear to my complaint, Then did His grace appear divine. With speed He flew to my relief, As on a cherub’s wing He rode; Awful and bright as lightning shone The face of my Deliverer, God. Temptations fled at His rebuke, The blast of His almighty breath; He sent salvation from on high, And drew me from the deeps of death. Great were my fears, my foes were great, Much was their strength, and more their rage; But Christ, my Lord, is conqueror still, In all the wars that devils wage. My song for ever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord, Due to His mercy and His power.

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• [Psa 18:1] We Love, Thee Lord, And We Adore

  We love Thee, Lord, and we adore; Now is Thine arm revealed: Thou art our strength, our heav’nly tower, Our bulwark and our shield. We fly to our eternal Rock, And find a sure defense; His holy Name our lips invoke, And draw salvation thence. When God, our Leader, shines in arms, What mortal heart can bear The thunder of His loud alarms, The lightning of His spear? He rides upon the wingèd wind, And angels in array In millions wait to know His mind, And swift as flames obey. He speaks, and at His fierce rebuke Whole armies are dismayed; His voice, His frown, His angry look, Strikes all their courage dead. He forms our generals for the field, With all their dreadful skill; Gives them His awful sword to wield, And makes their hearts of steel. He arms our captains to the fight, Though there His name’s forgot; He girded Cyrus with His might, But Cyrus knew Him not. Oft has the Lord whole nations blessed For His own church’s sake; The powers that give His people rest, Shall of His care partake.

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Psalms 3:1-8

• [Psa 3:1] My God, How Many Are My Fears

  My God, how many are my fears! How fast my foes increase! Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace. The lying tempter would persuade There’s no relief in Heav’n; And all my swelling sins appear Too big to be forgiv’n. But Thou, my glory and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, And raise my drooping head. I cried, and from His holy hill He bowed a listening ear; I called my Father, and my God, And He subdued my fear. He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes; I woke, and wondered at the grace That guarded my repose. What though the hosts of death and hell All armed against me stood, Terrors no more shall shake my soul; My refuge is my God. Arise, O Lord, fulfill Thy grace, While I Thy glory sing; My God has broke the serpent’s teeth, And death has lost his sting. Salvation to the Lord belongs; His arm alone can save; Blessings attend Thy people here, And reach beyond the grave.

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• [Psa 3:1] O Lord, How Are My Foes Increased

  O Lord, how are my foes increased! Against me many rise; How many say, in vain for help He on his God relies. Thou art my Shield and Glory, Lord, My Savior, O Most High, The Lord from out His holy hill Gives answer when I cry. I laid me down and slept, I waked, Because the Lord sustains; Though many thousands compass me, Unmoved my soul remains. Arise, O Lord; save me, my God; For Thou hast owned my cause; And oft hast beaten down my foes Who scorn Thy righteous laws. Salvation to the Lord belongs, In Him His saints are blest; O let Thy blessing evermore Upon Thy people rest.

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• [Psa 3:1] O Lord, How Many They

  O Lord, how many they Who deeply trouble me; How greatly are they multiplied Who do me injury. There is no help for him, No help in God, they say; Thou art my Shield and Glory, Lord, Thou art my certain Stay. I called to God, He heard From out His holy hill. I fell asleep, I woke in peace, For He sustained me still. Arise and save, O Lord, For Thou didst smite my foe. Salvation cometh from the Lord; His saints His blessings know.

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• [Psa 3:5] O Lord, How Many Are My Foes

  O Lord, how many are my foes, In this weak state of flesh and blood! My peace they daily discompose, But my defense and hope is God. Tired with the burdens of the day, To Thee I raised an evening cry: Thou heard’st when I began to pray, And Thine almighty help was nigh. Supported by Thine heav’nly aid, I laid me down, and slept secure: Not death should make my heart afraid, Though I should wake and rise no more. But God sustained me all the night: Salvation doth to God belong; He raised my head to see the light, And make His praise my morning song.

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• [Psa 3:8] Great Source Of Unexhausted Good

  Great Source of unexhausted good, Who givest us health and friends and food And peace and calm content; Like fragrant incense, to the skies, Let songs of grateful praises rise For all Thy blessings lent. Through all the dangers of the day, Thy providence attends our way, To guard us and to guide; Thy grace directs our wandering will, And warns us, lest seducing ill Allure our souls aside. To Thee our lives, our all, we owe, Our peace and sweetest joys below, And brightest hopes above; Then let our lives, and all that’s ours, Our souls, and all our active powers, Be sacred to Thy love.

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• [Psa 3:8] Thy Blessing, O Lord

  Thy blessing, O Lord, With peace us afford; Protect and keep us from danger. Thy face ever bright With heavenly light Let shine now upon us, Thy children. Thy countenance lift, And grant us Thy gift, The peace that abideth forever. That thus we may be Forever with Thee; O Jesus, say “Amen,” yea, “Amen.”
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