Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 38:1-8

• 'Ku Ingin Menghayati [KJ.158]

  1. 'Ku ingin menghayati sengsara Tuhanku. Semoga kudapati, ya Yesus, rahmatMu! Beban kesalahanku membuatku lelah; Berilah hidup baru, ya Yesus, tolonglah!	Mzm 38:5, 19
  2. O ingat akan daku yang hilang tersesat; bertimbunlah dosaku yang menekan berat. JalanMu kulalaikan, hidupku bercela; Engkau penuh kebaikan, ya Yesus, tolonglah!	Mzm 51
  3. Waktu yang Kauberikan terbuang olehku; tidak kuperhatikan nasihat sabdaMu. Jiwaku menderita dan berkeluh-kesah; O Sumber sukacita, ya Yesus, tolonglah!
  4. Kiranya kausembuhkan hatiku yang sedih, sudilah menghapuskan dosaku yang keji. 'Ku rindu akan hidup yang suci mulia; hentikanlah tangisku, ya Yesus, tolonglah!	1 Yoh 1:9
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Psalms 90:7-10

• Kau, Allah, Benteng yang Baka [KJ.330]

  	Mzm 90:1-10
  1. Kau, Allah, benteng yang baka, suaka yang teguh, dahulu dan selamanya harapan umatMu.
  2. Sejak dahulu takhtaMu pelindung kaum kudus; dengan kuasa tanganMu Kaubela kami t'rus.
  3. Tatkala alam semesta belum Engkau bentuk, Engkaulah Allah yang baka dan tiada akhirMu.
  4. Seribu tahun bagiMu sehari sajalah, sesingkat jaga malam pun berganti tugasnya.	1 Ptr 3:8
  5. Daging dan darah mengejar perkara yang fana; di arus waktu sebentar lenyap semuanya.	1 Kor 15:50 Mzm 102:26-28
  6. Terhanyutlah manusia di zaman yang deras; sepintas mimpi umurnya yang tiada berbekas.	Mzm 103:15-18 Mzm 144:3-4 Yes 40:6-8
  7. Ya Tuhan, kau kekal teguh Pelindung kaum kudus; kiranya dalam rumahMu umatMu umatMu tinggal t'rus!
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• Siang, Malam, Musim, Tahun [KJ.331]

  1. Siang, malam, musim, tahun gilir ganti melenyap; bayang- bayangnya berlalu, tiada satu yang tetap. Hidup kita menjalani jangka waktu dunia; tak terulang yang terjadi, tinggal tanggung jawabnya.
  2. Orang hidup ditinggalkan oleh pendahulunya, kita pun menuju makam yang fana. Dari bumi kita lahir dan kembali padaNya; tanpa rahmat yang ilahi, apakah manusia?	Pkh 1:4 Mzm 89:48-49 Kej 3:19 Mzm 103:14 Mzm 144:3-4
  3. Sungguh, Allah mengasihi dunia ciptaanNya: dalam PutraNya sendiri Ia tinggal beserta. Yang percaya kepadaNya, tak binasa tenggelam, tapi hidup selamanya dalam Dia yang menang.	Yoh 3:16 Mat 1:23
  4. Walau zaman menghanyutkan tiap hal di dunia, pengasihanMu, ya Tuhan, untuk s'lama-lamanya! Di segala perubahan, dalam duka apapun, dalam Kristus aku aman: kau menjadi Bapaku!	Mzm 90:5-10 Mzm 103:15-18 Yes 40:6-8
  5. Bapa, Sumber pengasihan, Bapa dalam t'rang dan g'lap. Bapa dalam kematian, pun di kubur yang senyap, setiaMu tak berubah, kasihMu tetap teguh: Bapa, kepadaMu jua kuserahkan diriku.
  6. Siang, malam, musim, tahun, biar kamu melenyap; dalam suka dan dukaku rahmat Allahku tetap! TanganNya menuntun daku lewat zaman dunia dan akhirnya 'ku selalu tinggal dalam rumahNya.	Mzm 31:16 Mzm 23:6
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Psalms 90:1

• Kau, Allah, Benteng yang Baka [KJ.330]

  	Mzm 90:1-10
  1. Kau, Allah, benteng yang baka, suaka yang teguh, dahulu dan selamanya harapan umatMu.
  2. Sejak dahulu takhtaMu pelindung kaum kudus; dengan kuasa tanganMu Kaubela kami t'rus.
  3. Tatkala alam semesta belum Engkau bentuk, Engkaulah Allah yang baka dan tiada akhirMu.
  4. Seribu tahun bagiMu sehari sajalah, sesingkat jaga malam pun berganti tugasnya.	1 Ptr 3:8
  5. Daging dan darah mengejar perkara yang fana; di arus waktu sebentar lenyap semuanya.	1 Kor 15:50 Mzm 102:26-28
  6. Terhanyutlah manusia di zaman yang deras; sepintas mimpi umurnya yang tiada berbekas.	Mzm 103:15-18 Mzm 144:3-4 Yes 40:6-8
  7. Ya Tuhan, kau kekal teguh Pelindung kaum kudus; kiranya dalam rumahMu umatMu umatMu tinggal t'rus!
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Hymns

Psalms 38:1-8

• [Psa 38:1] Amidst Thy Wrath Remember Love

  Amidst Thy wrath remember love, Restore Thy servant, Lord; Nor let a Father’s chastening prove Like an avenger’s sword. Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely pressed; Between the sorrow and the smart, My spirit finds no rest. My sins a heavy load appear, And o’er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t’atone. My thoughts are like a troubled sea, My head still bending down; And I go mourning all the day, Beneath my Father’s frown. Lord, I am weak and broken sore, None of my powers are whole: The inward anguish makes me roar, The anguish of my soul. All my desire to Thee is known, Thine eye counts every tear; And every sigh, and every groan, Is noticed by Thine ear. Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry; My God will bear my spirit up, When Satan bids me die. My foot is ever apt to slide, My foes rejoice to see’t; They raise their pleasure and their pride When they supplant my feet. But I’ll confess my guilt to Thee, And grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak my graces be, And beg support divine. My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh; O Lord of my salvation, haste, Before Thy servant die.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 38:1] In Thy Wrath And Hot Displeasure

  In Thy wrath and hot displeasure, Chasten not Thy servant, Lord; Let Thy mercy, without measure, Help and peace to me afford. Heavy is my tribulation, Sore my punishment has been; Broken by Thine indignation, I am troubled by my sin. With my burden of transgression Heavy laden, overborne, Humbled low I make confession, For my folly now I mourn. Weak and wounded, I implore Thee: Lord, to me Thy mercy show; All my prayer is now before Thee, All my trouble Thou dost know. Darkness gathers, foes assail me. But I answer not a word; All my friends desert and fail me, Only Thou my cry hast heard. Lord, in Thee I am confiding; Thou wilt answer when I call, Lest my foes, the good deriding, Triumph in Thy servant’s fall. I am prone to halt and stumble, Grief and sorrow dwell within, Shame and guilt my spirit humble, I am sorry for my sin. Foes about my soul are closing, Full of hatred, false and strong; Choosing good, I find opposing All who love and do the wrong. Lord, my God, do not forsake me, Let me know that Thou art near, Under Thy protection take me, As my Savior now appear.

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• [Psa 38:4] Alas, My God, My Sins Are Great

  Alas! my God! my sins are great, My conscience doth upbraid me; And now I find that at my strait No man hath power to aid me. And fled I hence, in my despair, In some lone spot to hide me, My griefs would still be with me there, Thy hand still hold and guide me. Nay, Thee I seek—I merit naught, Yet pity and restore me; Be not Thy wrath, just God, my lot, Thy Son hath suffered for me. If pain and woe must follow sin, Then be my path still rougher, Here spare me not; if Heaven I win, On earth I gladly suffer. But curb my heart, forgive my guilt, Make Thou my patience firmer, For they must miss the good Thou wilt, Who at Thy teachings murmur. Then deal with me as seems Thee best, Thy grace will help me bear it, If but at last I see Thy rest, And with my Savior share it.

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• [Psa 38:4] O The Darkness, O The Sorrow

  O the darkness, O the sorrow, O the misery of sin! When will dawn the promised morrow That shall bring deliverance in? One there was ordained to languish, Guiltless, in Gethsemane; One there was Who died in anguish Innocent, on Calvary. Jesus was the Burden-bearer, God’s own Son the Sacrifice; Of the griefs of man the Sharer, Of his soul the Ransom-price. ’Tis the Christ, the Ever-living, Ever-loving, Ever-blest, By the Comforter still giving Pardon, holiness, and rest. Can the love so freely given, Can the blood so freely shed, Fail to draw the earth to Heaven, Fail to bring alive its dead? Rise, O children of the Father, Stand, ye brothers of the Son, In unyielding ranks together Till the crown of Christ be won; Till the lands of sin and sorrow, Darker than the ancient night, Shall behold the promised morrow Beam on them with saving light.

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Psalms 90:7-10

• [Psa 90:10] And Am I Only Born To Die?

  And am I only born to die? And must I suddenly comply With nature’s stern decree? What after death for me remains? Celestial joys, or hellish pains, To all eternity? How then ought I on earth to live, While God prolongs the kind reprieve And props the house of clay? My sole concern, my single care, To watch, and tremble, and prepare Against the fatal day. No room for mirth or trifling here, For worldly hope, or worldly fear, If life so soon is gone: If now the Judge is at the door, And all mankind must stand before The inexorable throne! No matter which my thoughts employ, A moment’s misery, or joy; But O! when both shall end, Where shall I find my destined place? Shall I my everlasting days With fiends, or angels spend? Nothing is worth a thought beneath But how I may escape the death That never, never dies; How make mine own election sure, And, when I fail on earth, secure A mansion in the skies. Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray, Be Thou my guide, be Thou my way To glorious happiness; Ah, write the pardon on my heart, And whensoe’er I hence depart, Let me depart in peace.

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• [Psa 90:10] And Let This Feeble Body Fail

  And let this feeble body fail, And let it droop and die; My soul shall quit the mournful vale, And soar to worlds on high; Shall join the disembodied saints, And find its long sought rest, That only bliss for which it pants, In my Redeemer’s breast. In hope of that immortal crown I now the cross sustain, And gladly wander up and down, And smile at toil and pain: I suffer out my threescore years, Till my Deliverer come, And wipe away His servant’s tears, And take His exile home. O what hath Jesus bought for me! Before my ravished eyes Rivers of life divine I see, And trees of paradise: I see a world of spirits bright, Who taste the pleasures there; They all are robed in spotless white, And conquering palms they bear. O what are all my sufferings here, If, Lord, Thou count me meet With that enraptured host to appear, And worship at Thy feet! Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, Take life or friends away, But let me find them all again In that eternal day.

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• [Psa 90:10] All Men Living Are But Mortal

  All men living are but mortal, Yea, all flesh must fade as grass; Only through death’s gloomy portal To eternal life we pass. This frail body here must perish Ere the heav’nly love joys it cherish, Ere it gain the free reward For the ransomed of the Lord. Therefore, when my God doth choose it, Willingly I’ll yield my life Nor will grieve that I should lose it, For with sorrows it was rife. In my dear Redeemer’s merit Peace hath found my troubled spirit, And in death my comfort this: Jesus’ death my source of bliss. Jesus for my sake descended My salvation to obtain; Death and hell for me are ended, Peace and hope are now my gain; Yea, with joy I leave earth’s sadness For the home of heav’nly gladness, Where I shall forever see God, the Holy Trinity. There is joy beyond our telling, Where so many saints have gone; Thousands, thousands, there are dwelling, Worshiping before the throne, There the seraphim are shining, Evermore in chorus joining: “Holy, holy, holy Lord! Triune God, for aye adored!” Patriarchs of sacred story And the prophets there are found; The apostles, too, in glory On twelve seats are there enthroned, All the saints that have ascended Age on age, through time extended, There in blissful concert sing Hallelujahs to their King. O Jerusalem, how glorious Dost thou shine, thou city fair! Lo, I hear the tone victorious Ever sweetly sounding there. Oh, the bliss that there surprises! Lo, the sun of morn now rises, And the breaking day I see That shall never end for me. Yea, I see what here was told me, See that wondrous glory shine, Feel the spotless robes enfold me, Know a golden crown is mine, Thus before the throne so glorious Now I stand a soul victorious, Gazing on that joy for aye That shall never pass away.

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Psalms 90:1

• [Psa 90:1] Lord, Thou Hast Been Our Dwelling Place

  Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling place Through all the ages of our race; Before the mountains had their birth, Or Thou hadst formed the earth; From everlasting Thou art God, To everlasting our abode. Man soon yields up his fleeting breath Before the swelling tide of death; Like transient sleep his seasons pass, His life is like the tender grass, Luxuriant ’neath the morning sun And withered ere the day is done. Man in Thine anger is consumed, And unto grief and sorrow doomed; Before Thy clear and searching sight Our secret sins are brought to light; Beneath Thy wrath we pine and die, Our life expiring like a sigh. For threescore years and ten we wait, Or fourscore years if strength be great; But grief and toil attend life’s day, And soon our spirits fly away; O who with true and reverent thought Can fear Thine anger as he ought? O teach Thou us to count our days And set our hearts on wisdom’s ways Turn, Lord, to us in our distress In pity now Thy servants bless; Let mercy’s dawn dispel our night, And all our day with joy be bright. O send the day of joy and light, For long has been our sorrow’s night; Afflicted through the weary years, We wait until Thy help appears; In all Thy children Thou abide, In us let God be glorified. So let there be on us bestowed The beauty of the Lord our God; The work accomplished by our hand Establish Thou, and make it stand; Yea, let our hopeful labor be Established evermore by Thee.

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• [Psa 90:1] Lord, Thou Hast Been Our Dwelling Place (gill)

  Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling place In every generation; Thy people still have known Thy grace, And blessed Thy consolation; Through every age Thou heard’st our cry; Through every age we found Thee nigh, Our Strength and our Salvation. Our cleaving sins we oft have wept, And oft Thy patience provèd; But still Thy faith we fast have kept, Thy Name we still have lovèd; And Thou hast kept and loved us well, Hast granted us in Thee to dwell, Unshaken, unremovèd. No, nothing from those arms of love Shall Thine own people sever; Our Helper never will remove, Our God will fail us never. Thy people, Lord, have dwelt in Thee, Our dwelling place Thou still wilt be, For ever and for ever.

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• [Psa 90:1] Lord, Through All The Generations

  Lord, through all the generations Of the children of our race, In our fears and tribulations, Thou hast been our dwelling place. Ere the vast and wide creation By Thy word was caused to be, Or the mountains held their station, Thou art God eternally. Each succeeding generation At Thy mighty word appears; Thou dost count in time’s duration One day as a thousand years. Death, with swift and sudden warning, Calls us from life’s dream away, Like the grass, green in the morning, Withered ere the close of day. Long the clouds of evil lower; Bless us now with gladsome days; Let Thy servants see Thy power, Let their children learn Thy praise. On us let the grace and beauty Of the Lord our God remain, Strengthen us for noble duty That our work be not in vain.

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• [Psa 90:1] Our God, Our Help In Ages Past

  Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home. Under the shadow of Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defense is sure. Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting Thou art God, To endless years the same. Thy Word commands our flesh to dust, “Return, ye sons of men:” All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again. A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their lives and cares, Are carried downwards by the flood, And lost in following years. Time, like an ever rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. Like flowery fields the nations stand Pleased with the morning light; The flowers beneath the mower’s hand Lie withering ere ‘tis night. Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be Thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home.

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  source: Cyberhymnal