Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 28:1

• 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.
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• 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 28:1

• [Psa 28:1] O Lord, To Thee I Cry

  O Lord, to Thee I cry; Thou art my Rock and Trust; O be not silent, lest I die And slumber in the dust. O hear me when in prayer Thy favor I entreat; Hear, while I lift imploring hands Before Thy mercy seat. O draw me not away With those of evil will; With them who speak of peace indeed, But still are plotting ill. Requite them for their wrong, Their evil deeds, O Lord; O give them then their just desert, And to their deeds reward. Thy deeds they disregard, Thy handiwork despise; And therefore Thou wilt cast them down And never let them rise. But blessèd be the Lord Who hearkens when I cry; The Lord, my Strength, my Help, my Shield, On Him will I rely. His help makes glad my heart, And songs of praise I sing; Jehovah is His people’s Strength, The Stronghold of their king. Bless Thine inheritance, Our Savior be, I pray; Supply Thou all Thy people’s need, And be their constant Stay.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 109:1-2

• [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.

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  source: Cyberhymnal