Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 42:1

• Harap Akan Tuhan [KJ.445]

  	Mzm 42-43; Mzm 46
  1. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Jangan resah, tabah berserah, kar'na habis malam pagi merekah. Dalam derita dan kemelut Tuhan yang setia, Penolongmu!
  2. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Walau sendu, hatimu remuk, Tuhan mengatasi tiap kemelut. Ya Tuhan, tolong 'ku yang lemah: setiaMu kokoh selamanya!
  3. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Jalan sedih nanti berhenti; Yesus memberikan hidup abadi. Habis derita di dunia, purna sukacita. Haleluya!
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Psalms 46:1

• 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!

• Batu Penjuru G'reja [KJ.252]

  1. Batu penjuru G'reja dan Dasar yang esa, yaitu Yesus Kristus, Pendiri umatNya. Dengan kurban darahNya Gereja ditebus; baptisan dan firmanNya membuatNya kudus.	Mzm 118:22 Yes 28:16 1 Kor 3:10-11 Ef 2:20 1 Ptr 2:6-7 Ibr 9:14 1 Ptr 1:18-19 Why 5:9 Ef 5:25-27
  2. Terpanggil dari bangsa seluruh dunia, manunggallah Gereja ber-Tuhan Yang Esa. Aneka kurnianya, esa baptisannya, esa perjamuannya, esa harapannya.	Rm 12:4-5 1 Kor 12:4 Ef 4:3-7 1 Kor 10:16-17
  3. Dilanda perpecahan dan faham yang sesat. Jemaat diresahkan tekanan yang berat. Kaum kudus menyerukan, "Berapa lamakah?" Akhirnya malam duka diganti t'rang cerah.	1 Kor 11:18-19 Ef 4:14 Why 6:9-10
  4. Gereja takkan punah selama-lamanya, dibimbing tangan Tuhan, dibela kasihNya. Ditantang pengkhianat dan banyak musuhnya, dan bertahanlah jemaat dan jaya mulia.	Mzm 46 Mat 16:18
  5. Di dalam pencobaan dan perjuangannya dinantikan zaman sejahtera baka. Di mata tercerminkan Gereja yang menang mencapai perhentian sentosa cemerlang.	Tit 2:13 Yak 5:7-8 2 Ptr 3:10-13 Why 12:11 Ibr 4:9-10
  6. Gereja yang di sorga dan yang di dunia bersatu dalam Tuhan, Ketiga Yang Esa Ya Tuhan, b'ri anug'rah supaya kami pun Engkau tempatkan juga kekal dirumahMu.	Mzm 23:6 Yoh 14:2-3
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• Di Badai Topan Dunia [KJ.440] ( A Shelter in the Time of Storm / The Lords Our Rock )

  	R:Mzm 62:7-8; Yes 25:4
  1. Di badai topan dunia Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu; kendati goncang semesta, Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu!	Mzm 18:3 Mzm 46 Mzm 91 Mzm 93
  2. Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, di dunia, di dunia; Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, tempat berlindung yang teguh.
  3. Baik siang maupun malam g'lap, Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu; niscaya takutmu lenyap, Tuhanlah perlindunganmu!	Mzm 121:6
  4. Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, di dunia, di dunia; Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, tempat berlindung yang teguh.
  5. Dan biar badai menyerang, Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu; padaNya kau tetap tent'ram, Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu!
  6. Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, di dunia, di dunia; Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, tempat berlindung yang teguh.
  7. Ya Gunung Batu yang tetap, Engkaulah Perlindunganku; di tiap waktu dan tempat Engkaulah Perlindunganku!
  8. Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, di dunia, di dunia; Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, tempat berlindung yang teguh.
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• Harap Akan Tuhan [KJ.445]

  	Mzm 42-43; Mzm 46
  1. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Jangan resah, tabah berserah, kar'na habis malam pagi merekah. Dalam derita dan kemelut Tuhan yang setia, Penolongmu!
  2. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Walau sendu, hatimu remuk, Tuhan mengatasi tiap kemelut. Ya Tuhan, tolong 'ku yang lemah: setiaMu kokoh selamanya!
  3. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Jalan sedih nanti berhenti; Yesus memberikan hidup abadi. Habis derita di dunia, purna sukacita. Haleluya!
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Hymns

Psalms 42:1

• [Psa 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Cooling Streams

  As pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for Thee And Thy refreshing grace. For Thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine; O, when shall I behold Thy face, Thou majesty divine? God of my strength, how long shall I Like one forgotten mourn, Forlorn, forsaken and exposed To my oppressor’s scorn? Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Hope still; and thou shalt sing The praise of Him Who is thy God, Thy health’s eternal spring. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God Whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore.

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• [Psa 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Streams

  As pants the hart for streams of living water, So longs my soul, O living God, for Thee; I thirst for Thee, for Thee my heart is yearning; When shall I come Thy gracious face to see? O Lord my God, overwhelmed in deep affliction, Far from Thy rest, to Thee I lift my soul; Deep calls to deep and storms of trouble thunder, While over my head the waves and billows roll. Thou wilt command Thy servant’s consolation, Thy lovingkindness yet shall cheer my day, And in the night Thy song shall be my comfort; God of my life, to Thee I still will pray. Why, O my soul, art thou cast down within me, Why art thou troubled and oppressed with grief? Hope thou in God, the God of thy salvation, Hope, and thy God will surely send relief.

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• [Psa 42:1] As Thirsts The Hart For Water Brooks

  As thirst the hart for water brooks, So thirsts my soul, O God, for Thee; It seeks for God, and ever looks, And longs the living God to see, And longs the living God to see. Far from the courts of God, my tears Have been my food by night and day, While constantly with bitter sneers, Where is thy God? the scoffers say, Where is thy God? the scoffers say. With grief I think of days gone by, When oft I trod the hallowed way To Zion, praising God on high With throngs who kept the holy day, With throngs who kept the holy day. O why art thou cast down, my soul, And why so troubled shouldst thou be? Hope thou in God, and Him extol, Who gives His saving help to me, Who gives His saving help to me.

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• [Psa 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Streams

  As pants the hart for streams of living water, So longs my soul, O living God, for Thee; I thirst for Thee, for Thee my heart is yearning; When shall I come Thy gracious face to see? O Lord my God, overwhelmed in deep affliction, Far from Thy rest, to Thee I lift my soul; Deep calls to deep and storms of trouble thunder, While over my head the waves and billows roll. Thou wilt command Thy servant’s consolation, Thy lovingkindness yet shall cheer my day, And in the night Thy song shall be my comfort; God of my life, to Thee I still will pray. Why, O my soul, art thou cast down within me, Why art thou troubled and oppressed with grief? Hope thou in God, the God of thy salvation, Hope, and thy God will surely send relief.

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Psalms 44:1

• [Psa 44:1] O God, We Have Heard

  O God, we have heard, and our fathers have told What wonders Thou didst in the great days of old; The nations were crushed and expelled by Thy hand, Cast out that Thy people might dwell in their land. They gained not the land by the edge of the sword, Their own arm to them could no safety afford, But Thy right hand saved, and the light of Thy face, Because of Thy favor and wonderful grace. Command, and Thy word shall deliverance bring, O God, to Thy chosen, for Thou art our King; Through Thee we will surely defeat all our foes, Through Thy Name will triumph o’er those that oppose. No trust will I place in my strength to defend. Nor yet on my sword as a safeguard depend; In Thee, who hast saved us and put them to shame, We boast all the day, ever praising Thy Name. Thou, Lord, hast forsaken, to shame brought our boasts; No more to the field dost Thou go with our hosts; Thou turnest us back from the foe in dismay, And spoilers who hate us have made us their prey. Like sheep to the slaughter Thy people are given, Dispersed through the nations, afar we are driven; Thou sellest Thy people to strangers for naught, Their price to Thy treasure no increase has brought. Thou makest our neighbors reproach us in pride, And those that are near us to scoff and deride; A byword the nations have made of our name, With scorn and derision they put us to shame. Yea, all the day long I behold my disgrace, And covered am I with confusion of face; The voice of blasphemers and scoffers I hear, The foe and avenger against me appear. All this have we suffered, and never forgot To serve Thee, Jehovah, nor falsely have wrought; Our heart is not turned, and our steps have not strayed, Though crushed amid ruins and under death’s shade.

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• [Psa 44:1] O Lord, Our Fathers Oft Have Told

  O Lord, our fathers oft have told, In our attentive ears, Thy wonders in their days performed, And in more ancient years. ’Twas not their courage, or their sword, To them salvation gave; ’Twas not their number or their strength That did their country save. But Thy right hand, Thy powerful arm, Whose succor they implored— Thy providence protected them, Who Thy great Name adored. As Thee their God our fathers owned So Thou art still our King; O therefore as Thou didst to them, To us deliverance bring. To Thee the glory we ascribe, From Whom salvation came; In God, our Shield, we will rejoice, And ever bless Thy Name.

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• [Psa 44:1] Our Nation, God, Its Heart To Thee Upraiseth

  Our nation, God, its heart to Thee upraiseth, O Lord, the nation bows before Thy face: With high thanksgiving, Thee Thy glad church praiseth, Our strength Thy Spir’t, our trust and hope Thy grace. Unto great honor, glory undeservèd, Hast Thou exalted us, and drawn Thee nigh: Nor, from Thy judgments, when our feet had swervèd, Didst Thou forsake, nor leave us, Lord most high. In Thee our fathers trusted, and were savèd, In Thee destroyèd thrones of tyrants proud: From ancient bondage freed the poor enslavèd; To sow Thy truth poured out their saintly blood. Us now, we pray, O God, in anger scorn not, Nor to vainglorying leave, nor brutish sense In time of trouble Thy face from us turn not, Who art our Rock, our stately sure defense. Unto our minds give freedom and uprightness; Let strengthened courage lead o’er land and wave, To our souls’ armor grant celestial brightness, Joy to our hearts, and faith beyond the grave. Our plenteous nation still in power extending, Increase our joy, uphold us by Thy Word: Beauty and wisdom all our ways attending, Good will to man and peace through Christ our Lord.

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• [Psa 44:1] Praise To Our God, Whose Bounteous Hand

  Praise to our God, whose bounteous hand Prepared of old our glorious land; A garden fenced with silver sea; A people prosperous, strong, and free. Praise to our God; through all our past His mighty arm hath held us fast; Till wars and perils, toils and tears, Have brought the rich and peaceful years. Praise to our God; the vine He set Within our coasts is fruitful yet; On many a shore her offshoots grow; ’Neath many a sun her clusters glow. Praise to our God; His power alone Can keep unmoved our ancient throne, Sustained by counsels wise and just, And guarded by a people’s trust. Praise to our God; Who still forbears Who still this sinful nation spares, Who calls us still to seek His face, And lengthens out our day of grace. Praise to our God; through chastenings stern Our evil dross should thoroughly burn, His rod and staff, from age to age, Shall rule and guide His heritage!

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Psalms 46:1

• [Psa 46:1] God Is A Stronghold And A Tower

  God is a Stronghold and a Tower, A Help that never faileth, A covering Shield, a Sword of power, When Satan’s host assaileth. In vain our crafty foe Still strives to work us woe, Still lurks and lies in wait With more than earthly hate; We will not faint, nor tremble. Frail sinners are we: naught remains For hope or consolation, Save in His strength Whom God ordains Our Captain of salvation. Yes, Jesus Christ alone The Lord of hosts we own, God ere the world began, The Word-made-flesh for man, Still conquering, and to conquer. Though fiercely strive the hosts of ill Within us, and around us, With fiendish strength, and fiendish skill, Yet ne’er may they confound us. Man’s night of dark despair, When storm clouds fill the air, In God’s triumphal hour, The noonday of His power, One word, and He prevaileth. Our Father’s truth abideth sure; Christ, our Redeemer, liveth; For us He pleads His offering pure, To us His Spirit giveth. Though dear ones pass away, Though strength and life decay, Yet loss shall be our gain, For God doth still remain Our All-in-all forever.

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• [Psa 46:1] God Is Our Refuge And Defense

  God is our Refuge and Defense; In trouble our unfailing Aid; Secure in His omnipotence, What foe can make our souls afraid? Yea, though the earth’s foundations rock, And mountains down the gulf be hurled, His people smile amid the shock: They look beyond this transient world. There is a river pure and bright, Whose streams make glad the heavenly plains; Where, in eternity of light, The city of our God remains. Built by the Word of His command, With His unclouded presence blest, Firm as His throne the bulwarks stand, There is our home, our hope, our rest.

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• [Psa 46:1] God Is Our Refuge And Our Strength

  God is our Refuge and our Strength, Our ever present Aid, And, therefore, though the earth remove, We will not be afraid; Though hills amidst the sea be cast, Though foaming waters roar, Yes, though the mighty billows shake The mountains on the shore. A river flows whose streams make glad The city of our God, The holy place wherein the Lord Most High has His abode; Since God is in the midst of her, Unmoved her walls shall stand, For God will be her early help, When trouble is at hand. The nations raged, the kingdoms moved, But when His voice was heard The troubled earth was stilled to peace Before His mighty Word. The Lord of Hosts is on our side, Our safety is secure; The God of Jacob is for us A refuge strong and sure. O come, behold what wondrous works Jehovah’s hand has wrought; Come, see what desolation great He on the earth has brought. To utmost ends of all the earth He causes war to cease; The weapons of the strong destroyed, He makes abiding peace. Be still and know that I am God, O’er all exalted high; The subject nations of the earth My Name shall magnify. The Lord of Hosts is on our side, Our safety is secure; The God of Jacob is for us A refuge strong and sure.

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• [Psa 46:1] God Is The Refuge Of His Saints

  God is the refuge of His saints, When storms of sharp distress invade; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold Him present with His aid. Let mountains from their seats be hurled Down to the deep, and buried there; Convulsions shake the solid world: Our faith shall never yield to fear. Loud may the troubled ocean roar; In sacred peace our souls abide; While every nation, every shore, Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. There is a stream, whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God, Life, love, and joy, still guiding through, And wat’ring our divine abode. That sacred stream—Thy holy Word— That all our raging fear controls; Sweet peace Thy promises afford, And give new strength to fainting souls. Zion enjoys her Monarch’s love, Secure against a threatening hour; Nor can her firm foundations move, Built on His truth, and armed with power.

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• [Psa 46:1] Mighty Fortress Is Our God, A

  A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing; Our helper He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing: For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe; His craft and power are great, and, armed with cruel hate, On earth is not his equal. Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing; Were not the right Man on our side, the Man of God’s own choosing: Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He; Lord Sabaoth, His Name, from age to age the same, And He must win the battle. And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us, We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us: The Prince of Darkness grim, we tremble not for him; His rage we can endure, for lo, his doom is sure, One little word shall fell him. That word above all earthly powers, no thanks to them, abideth; The Spirit and the gifts are ours through Him Who with us sideth: Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also; The body they may kill: God’s truth abideth still, His kingdom is forever. A mighty fortress is our God, a trusty shield and weapon; He helps us free from every need that hath us now overtaken. The old evil foe now means deadly woe; deep guile and great might Are his dread arms in fight; on Earth is not his equal. With might of ours can naught be done, soon were our loss effected; But for us fights the Valiant One, whom God Himself elected. Ask ye, who is this? Jesus Christ it is. Of Sabbath Lord, and there’s none other God; He holds the field forever. Though devils all the world should fill, all eager to devour us. We tremble not, we fear no ill, they shall not overpower us. This world’s prince may still scowl fierce as he will, He can harm us none, he’s judged; the deed is done; One little word can fell him. The Word they still shall let remain nor any thanks have for it; He’s by our side upon the plain with His good gifts and Spirit. And take they our life, goods, fame, child and wife, Let these all be gone, they yet have nothing won; The Kingdom ours remaineth.

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• [Psa 46:1] Mourn For The Thousands Slain

  Mourn for the thousands slain, The youthful and the strong; Mourn for the wine cup’s fearful reign, And the deluded throng. Mourn for the ruined soul— Eternal life and light, Lost by the fiery, maddening bowl, And turned to hopeless night. Mourn for the lost; but call, Call to the strong, the free; Rouse them to shun that dreadful fall, And to the refuge flee. Mourn for the lost; but pray, Pray to our God above, To break the fell destroyer’s sway, And show His saving love.

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Psalms 88:1

• [Psa 88:1] Lord, The God Of My Salvation

  Lord, the God of my salvation, day and night I cry to Thee; Let my prayer now find acceptance, in Thy mercy answer me. Full of troubles and affliction, nigh to death my soul is brought, Helpless, like one cast forever from Thy care and from Thy thought. Thou hast brought me down to darkness, ’neath Thy wrath I am oppressed; All the billows of affliction overwhelm my soul distressed. Thou hast made my friends despise me, and companionless I go, Bound, and helpless in my bondage, pining in my bitter woe. Unto Thee, with hands uplifted, daily I direct my cry; Hear, O Lord, my supplication, hear and save me ere I die. Wilt Thou wait to show Thy wonders and Thy mercy to the dead? Let me live to tell Thy praises, by Thy lovingkindness led. Still, O Lord, renewed each morning unto Thee my prayer shall be; Cast me not away forever, let me now Thy favor see. All my life is spent in sorrow, grief and terror always nigh, Waves of wrath have surged about me; show Thy mercy ere I die. Friend and lover are departed, dark and lonely is my way; Lord, be Thou my Friend and Helper, still to Thee, O Lord, I pray. Lord, the God of my salvation, day and night I cry to Thee; Let my prayer now find acceptance; in Thy mercy answer me.

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