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Psalms 22:1

Jurus'lamat Dunia [KJ.165] 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

1. Jurus'lamat dunia, walau tak bersalah, bagai maling disergap pada waktu malam dan dihina, dicela didepan mahkamah, diludahi, dicerca oleh kaum ulama.	Luk 22:47-53 Luk 22:63-71
2. Waktu fajar merekah,Yesus pun dibawa ke Pilatus, dan seg'ra tak terbukti salah. Ke Herodes yang kejam Yesus pun diseret; Raja dan pengawalnya tak segan mengejek.	Luk 23:1-7 Luk 23:8-12
3. Jam sembilan paginya, balik ke Pilatus, Tuhan kita disesah oleh kaum serdadu; Jubah ungu diberi dan mahkota duri; Olokannya: "Hai tabik, Raja kaum Yahudi!"	Luk 23:13-16 Yoh 19:1-3
4. Palang dihelakanNya pada tengah hari dan di bukit Golgota Ia pun disalib, menderita tiga jam; ada yang menghujat. Matahari pun kelam dan menutup muka.	Yoh 19:17-19 Mat 27:45
5. Pukul tiga yang sepi, Yesus, hampir mati, berseru: "Eli, Eli, lamma sabakhtani?" Lalu putus nyawaNya dan di Bait Suci Tabir koyak terbelah; ada gempa bumi.	Mat 27:46 Mzm 22:2 Mat 27:50-51
6. Waktu menjelang senja, yang kena hukuman dipatahkan tulangnya agar diturunkan. Yesus tak demikian, kar'na sudah mati: Nampak dari lukaNya darah campur air.	Yoh 19:31-37
7. Surya hampir terbenam waktu datang Yusuf yang termasuk muridNya, minta mayat Yesus; tubuh diturunkannya, dikapankan lenan dan di kubur miliknya Yesus dibaringkan.	Yoh 19:38-42
8. Tuhan Yesus, tolonglah kami mendalami aniaya dan cela yang Engkau alami, agar kami olehMu meninggalkan dosa kepadaMu bersyukur, jiwa pun sentosa.
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Hymns

Psalms 22:1

[Psa 22:1] My God, My God, I Cry To Thee 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 22:1] Now Let Our Mournful Songs Record 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 22:1] O God, My God, Wherefore Dost Thou 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

O God, my God, wherefore dost Thou
Forsake me utterly?
And helpest not when I do make
My great complaint and cry?

To Thee, my God, e’en all day long
I do both cry and call;
I cease not all the night, and yet
Thou hearest not at all.

But Thou that in Thy holy place
For evermore dost dwell;
Thou art the joy, the comfort, and
Glory of Israel:

And Him in Whom our fathers old
Had all their hope and stay;
Who, when they put their trust in Thee,
Delivered’st them alway.

They were preservèd ever when
They called upon Thy Name;
And for the faith they had in Thee,
They were not put to shame.

But I am now become more like
A worm than to a man,
An outcast, whom the people scorn
With all the spite they can.

All men despise as they behold
Me walking on the way:
They grin, make mouths, and nod their heads,
And on this wise do say.

This man did glory in the Lord,
His favor and His love:
Let Him redeem and help him now,
His pow’r if he will prove.

But from the prison of the womb
I was by Thee released;
Thou didst preserve me still in hope,
Whilst I did suck the breast:

I was committed from my birth
With Thee to have abode;
Since I came from my mother’s womb,
Thou hast been still my God.

Then, Lord, depart not now from me
In this my present grief,
Since I have none to be my help,
My succor and relief.

For many bulls do compass me,
That be full strong of head;
Yea, bulls so fat, as though they had
In Basan field been fed.

They gape upon me greedily,
As though they would me slay;
Much like a lion roaring out,
And ramping for his prey.

But I drop down like water shed,
My joints in sunder break,
My heart doth in my body melt
Like wax, I am so weak.

My strength doth like a potsherd dry,
My tongue it cleaveth fast
Unto my jaws, and I am brought
To dust of death at last.

For many dogs do compass me,
In council they do meet,
Conspiring still against my life,
Piercing my hands and feet.

I was tormented so that I
Might all my bones have told,
Whilst they do look and stare at me,
When they do me behold.

My garments they divided have
In parts among them all;
And for my coat they did cast lots
To whom it should befall.

Therefore, I pray Thee, be not far
From me at my great need,
But rather, since Thou art my strength,
To help me, Lord, make speed:

And from the sword save Thou my soul
By Thy might and Thy pow’r,
And ever keep my darling dear
From dogs that would devour;

And from the lion’s mouth that would
Me all in sunder tear;
From ’midst the horns of unicorns,
O Lord, Thou didst me hear.

When shall I to my brethren all
Thy Majesty record,
And in Thy church shall praise the Name
Of Thee the living Lord.

All ye that fear Him, praise the Lord,
Thou, Jacob, Him adore,
And all ye seed of Israel,
Fear Him for evermore.

For He despiseth not the poor,
He hideth not away
His countenance when they do call,
But hears them when they pray,

Among the folk that fear the Lord,
I will therefore proclaim
Thy praise, and keep my promise made
For setting forth Thy Name.

The poor shall eat and be sufficed;
Such as their minds do give
To seek the Lord, and praise His Name,
Their hearts shall ever live.

The coasts of all the earth shall praise
The Lord, and seek His grace;
The heathen folk shall worship all
Before His blessèd face.

The kingdoms of the heathen folk
The Lord shall have therefore;
And he shall be their Governor
And King for evermore.

The rich men of His goodly gifts
Shall taste and feed also,
And in His presence worship Him,
And bow their knees full low.

And all that shall go down to dust,
Of life by Him shall taste;
A seed shall serve and worship Him,
Till time away shall waste.

They shall declare and plainly show
His truth and righteousness,
Unto a people yet unborn,
Who shall His Name confess.

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source: Cyberhymnal

[Psa 22:1] Why Has My God My Soul Forsook? 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

Psalms 30:1-12

[Psa 30:1] O Lord, By Thee Delivered 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:1] O, Lord, My God 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:4] Carol, Carol, Christians 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:4] From All Thy Saints In Warfare 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

From all Thy saints in warfare, for all Thy saints at rest,
To Thee, O blessèd Jesus, all praises be addressed;
Thou, Lord, didst win the battle, that they might conquerors be;
Their crowns of living glory are lit with rays from Thee.

Praise, Lord, for Thine apostle, the first to welcome Thee,
The first to lead his brother the very Christ to see.
With hearts for Thee made ready, watch we throughout the year,
Forward to lead our brethren to own Thine Advent near.

All praise for Thine apostle, whose short lived doubtings prove
Thy perfect twofold nature, the fullness of Thy love.
On all who wait Thy coming shed forth Thy peace, O Lord,
And grant us faith to know Thee, true Man, true God, adored.

Praise for the first of martyrs, who saw Thee ready stand
To aid in midst of torments, to plead at God’s right hand.
Share we with him, if summoned by death our Lord to own,
On earth the faithful witness, in heaven the martyr’s crown.

Praise for the loved disciple, exiled on Patmos’ shore;
Praise for the faithful record he to Thy Godhead bore,
Praise for the mystic vision through him to us revealed.
May we, in patience waiting, with Thine elect be sealed.

Praise for Thine infant martyrs, by Thee with tenderest love
Called early from the warfare to share the rest above.
O Rachel! cease thy weeping: they rest from pains and cares.
Lord, grant us hearts as guileless and crowns as bright as theirs.

Praise for the light from heaven, praise for the voice of awe,
Praise for the glorious vision the persecutor saw.
Thee, Lord, for his conversion, we glorify today;
So lighten all our darkness with Thy true Spirit’s ray.

Lord, Thine abiding presence directs the wondrous choice
For one in place of Judas the faithful now rejoice.
Thy Church from false apostles forevermore defend,
And by Thy parting promise be with her to the end.

For him, O Lord, we praise Thee, the weak by grace made strong,
Whose labors and whose Gospel enrich our triumph song.
May we in all our weakness find strength from Thee supplied,
And all, as fruitful branches, in Thee, the Vine, abide.

All praise for Thine apostle, blest guide to Greek and Jew,
And him surnamed Thy brother; keep us Thy brethren true,
And grant us grace to know Thee, the Way, the Truth, the Life;
To wrestle with temptations still victors in the strife.

The son of consolation, moved by Thy law of love,
Forsaking earthly treasures, sought riches from above.
As earth now teems with increase, let gifts of grace descend,
That Thy true consolations may through the world extend.

We praise Thee for the Baptist, forerunner of the Word,
Our true Elias, making a highway for the Lord.
Of prophets last and greatest, we saw Thy dawning ray:
Make us the rather blessèd who love Thy glorious day.

Praise for thy great apostle, the eager and the bold;
Thrice falling, yet repentant, thrice charged to keep Thy fold.
Lord, make Thy pastors faithful to guard their flocks from ill,
And grant them dauntless courage, with humble, earnest will.

For him, O Lord, we praise Thee, who, slain by Herod’s sword
Drank of Thy cup of suffering, fulfilling thus Thy word.
Curb we all vain impatience to read Thy veiled decree,
And count it joy to suffer, if so brought nearer Thee.

All praise for Thine apostle, the faithful, pure, and true,
Whom underneath the fig tree Thine eye all seeing knew.
Like him may we be guileless, true Israelites indeed,
That Thy abiding presence our longing souls may feed.

Praise, Lord, for Him whose Gospel Thy human life declared,
Who, worldly gains forsaking, Thy path of suffering shared.
From all unrighteous Mammon O give us hearts set free,
That we, whate’er our calling, may rise and follow Thee.

For that “beloved Physician,” all praise, whose Gospel shows
The Healer of the nations, The Sharer of our woes.
Thy wine and oil, O Savior, and bruised hearts deign to pour,
And with true balm of Gilead anoint us evermore.

Praise, Lord, for Thine apostles, who sealed their faith today:
One love, one zeal impelled them to tread the sacred way.
May we with zeal as earnest the faith of Christ maintain,
And, bound in love as brethren, at length Thy rest attain.

Apostles, prophets, martyrs, and all the sacred throng,
Who wear the spotless raiment, who raise the ceaseless song,
For these, passed on before us, Savior, we Thee adore,
And, walking in their footsteps, would serve Thee more and more.

Then praise we God the Father, and praise we God the Son,
And God the Holy Spirit, eternal Three in One;
Till all the ransomed number fall down before the throne,
And honor, power, and glory, ascribe to God alone.

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source: Cyberhymnal

[Psa 30:4] We Praise Thee, O God, Our Redeemer, Creator 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:3] I Will Extol Thee, Lord On High 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:3] Lift Your Glad Voices In Triumph On High 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] After The Midnight 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] After The Mist And Shadow 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] Blasts Of Chill December, The 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] Father, To Thee We Look In All Our Sorrow 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] Gleams Of The Golden Morning 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] Hark! Hark, My Soul! 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] If Your Heart Keeps Right 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] Joy Dawned Again On Easter Day 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] Joy Dispels Our Sorrow 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] Light After Darkness 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] Meet In The Morning 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] O Child Of God 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] Our Highest Joys Succeed Our Griefs 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] Resurrection Morn So Fair 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] Smile And Sing 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:5] Slowly, Slowly Darkening 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:6] Firm Was My Health 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

[Psa 30:12] Our Father, Unto Thee 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

Our highest joys succeed our griefs, And peace is born of pain; Smiles follow bitter blinding tears, As sunshine follows rain. We gain our rest through weariness, From bitter draw the sweet: Strength comes from weakness, hope from fear, And victory from defeat. We reap where we have sown the seed; Gain is the fruit of loss; Life springs from death and, at the end, The crown succeeds the cross.
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