Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 104:24

• Hai Mari Sembah [KJ.4] ( O Worship the King )

  	Mzm 104
  1. Hai mari sembah Yang Maha besar, Nyanyian syukur dengan bergemar. Perisai umatNya, Yang Maha esa, Mulia namaNya, takhtaNya megah
  2. Hai masyhurkanlah keagunganNya; cahaya terang itu jubahNya. Gemuruh suaraNya di awan kelam; Berjalanlah Dia di badai kencang.	Mzm 104:1-7
  3. Buana penuh mujizat ajaib, ya Khalik, Engkau membuatnya baik. Engkau memisahkan daratan dan laut Dengan kuasa firman : besarlah Engkau!	Kej 1:3-31 Mzm 104:7-9
  4. PengasuhanMu betapa megah: udara dan t'rang menyatakannya, embun bertetesan dan hutan sejuk, lembah maupun bukit cermin kasihMu!	Mzm 104:10-18
  5. UmatMu lemah dan dari debu, tetap memegang janjiMu teguh. Kasih setiaMu berlimpah terus, Ya Khalik, Pembela dan Kawan kudus!	Mzm 103:14-18
  6. Ya Mahabesar, kekal kasihMu; malaikat memb'ri pujian merdu, pun kami, mahlukMu kecil dan lemah, mengangkat pujian serta menyembah.	Mzm 103:20-22 Mzm 148
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• Tuhan, karyaMu Sungguh Besar [KJ.63] ( Many and Great, O God )

  1. Tuhan, karyaMu sungguh besar, ya Khalik semesta: bintang dan bulan, surya terang, gunung, lembah yang tinggi rendah, sungai kecil ciptaan firmanMu.	Kej 1:3-25 Mzm 104
  2. Tuhan, curahkanlah kasihMu, lindungi umatMu. Biarlah RohMu tinggal serta dan memb'ri kami hidup kekal. Tuhan, dengarlah doa syukur, pujian padaMu.
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Hymns

Psalms 4:7

• [Psa 4:7] Holy Spirit, Source Of Gladness

  Holy Spirit, source of gladness, Come with all Thy radiance bright; O’er our weariness and sadness Breathe Thy life and shed Thy light! Send us Thine illumination, Banish all our fears at length; Rest upon this congregation, Spirit of unfailing strength. Let that love which knows no measure, Now in quickening showers descend, Bringing us the richest treasures Man can wish or God can send; Hear our earnest supplication, Every struggling heart release; Rest upon this congregation, Spirit of untroubled peace!

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Psalms 104:24

• [Psa 104:24] O Lord, How Manifold The Works

  O Lord, how manifold the works In wisdom wrought by Thee; The wealth of Thy creation fills The earth and mighty sea. Let God rejoice in all His works, And let His works proclaim Forevermore their Maker’s praise And glorify His Name. While life shall last my thankful lips A song to God will raise, And while my being I possess, My Maker I will praise. My heart shall think upon His grace In meditation sweet; My soul, rejoicing in the Lord, His praises shall repeat.

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• [Psa 104:24] Thine, Lord, Is Wisdom, Thine Alone

  Thine, Lord, is wisdom, Thine alone; Justice and truth before Thee stand: Yet, nearer to Thy sacred throne, Mercy withholds Thy lifted hand. Each evening shows Thy tender love, Each rising morn Thy plenteous grace; Thy wakened wrath doth slowly move, Thy willing mercy flies apace. To Thy benign, indulgent care, Father, this light, this breath, we owe; And all we have, and all we are, From Thee, great Source of being, flow. Thrice Holy! Thine the kingdom is, The power omnipotent is Thine; And when created nature dies, Thy never ceasing glories shine.

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Psalms 3:1

• [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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  source: Cyberhymnal