Kidung Jemaat
Psalms 47:1
Masyhurkan RajaMu [KJ.224]
(
Rejoice, the Lord Is King
)
1. Masyhurkan Rajamu, Allah Maha besar;
ucapkan syukurmu, bernyanyi bergemar!
Suaramu dan hatimu berpadu 'muji Tuhanmu!
Mzm 47
2. Tuhanmu Penebus, yang melepaskan kau,
memb'rikan darahNya pembasuh dosamu.
Suaramu dan hatimu berpadu 'muji Tuhanmu!
Mat 26:28
Ibr 9:11-14
1 Yoh 1:7
3. Buana, langit pun di bawah kuasaNya.
Kunci neraka, maut, dib'rikan padaNya.
Suaramu dan hatimu berpadu 'muji Tuhanmu!
Mat 28:18
Kol 1:16
Why 1:18
4. Di muka takhtaNya semua bertelut;
musuhNya menyembah tersungkur bersujud.
Suaramu dan hatimu berpadu 'muji Tuhanmu!
Rm 14:11
Flp 2:9-11
5. Nantikan bersyukur Sang Hakim semesta,
yang datang menjemput semua hambaNya.
Suaramu dan hatimu berpadu 'muji Tuhanmu!Mat 25:31-33
Flp 3:20
1 Tes 1:10
Yoh 14:2-3
Play - Nyanyian Malaikat Nyaring Bergema [KJ.223]
(
Golden Harps Are Sounding
)
1. Nyanyian malaikat nyaring bergema, sorga t'lah terbuka
bagi Rajanya. Kristus Raja mulia, jaya dan megah,
Yesus, Raja kasih, naik takhtaNya.
Mat 16:27
1 Tim 3:16
2. Sudahlah sempurna karya s'lamatNya;
Yesus naik ke sorga. Puji namaNya!
3. Dia yang tersalib bagi dunia pada sisi Bapa kini mulia
tak sengsara lagi, hidup s'lamanya.
Yesus, Raja mulia, naik takhtaNya!
Yesus, Raja kasih, naik takhtaNya.
Why 5:6
Mat 25:31
Kis 7:55-56
Ef 1:20-22
Ibr 1:3-4, 13
Why 7:17
4. Sudahlah sempurna karya s'lamatNya;
Yesus naik ke sorga. Puji namaNya!
5. Yesus dalam sorga, agung kasihNya: Ia mendoakan
kita umatNya; kasi dan anug'rah dicurahkanNya;
tempat bagi kita disiapkanNya.
Yesus, Raja kasih, naik takhtaNya.
Rm 8:34
1 Yoh 2:1
2 Kor 13:13
Ef 4:7-8
Yoh 14:2
6. Sudahlah sempurna karya s'lamatNya;
Yesus naik ke sorga. Puji namaNya!Play
Psalms 25:1-22
- Tuhan, Pimpin AnakMu [KJ.413]
1. Tuhan, pimpin anakMu, agar tidak tersesat.
Akan jauhlah seteru, bila Kau tetap dekat
Mzm 23:3
Mzm 25:5
Mzm 73:23
Yes 48:17
Luk 15:3-7
1 Ptr 2:25
2. Tuhan pimpin! Arus hidup menderas;
Agar jangan 'ku sesat, pegang tanganku erat.
3. Hanya Dikau sajalah Perlindungan yang teguh.
Bila hidup menekan, Kau harapanku penuh.
4. Tuhan pimpin! Arus hidup menderas;
Agar jangan 'ku sesat, pegang tanganku erat.
5. Sampai akhir hidupku, Tuhan, pimpin 'ku terus.
K'lak kupuji, kusembah Kau Tuhanku Penebus.
6. Tuhan pimpin! Arus hidup menderas;
Agar jangan 'ku sesat, pegang tanganku erat.Play - Ya Allah Bapa [KJ.23]
1. Ya Allah Bapa di sorga mahatinggi, puji sembah dan syukur bagiMu.
Mahabesar, mulia namaMu dan kuasaMu kekal selamanya.
2. Aku berlutut dan dosa kupanjatkan, 'ku bertelut memohon rahmatMu;
ampunilah segala dosaku dan limpahkanlah berkat anugerah.
Mzm 25:18
3. Aku naikkan puji dan doa ini demi nama Tuhanku Penebus,
Putra kekal, abadi dan kudus, Jurus'lamat dan Raja semesta.Play - Ya Tuhan dalam Sorga T'rang [KJ.458]
- Yang Diperbuat Allahku [KJ.378]
1. Yang diperbuat Allahku, kebaikan semuanya.
RancanganNya tetap teguh; 'ku berserah padanya.
Tuhankulah selamanya yang ingin kuandalkan:
PadaNya aku aman.
Mzm 25:10
Mzm 37:5
2. Yang diperbuat Allahku, tak usah kuragukan
dan jalan lurus kutempuh berkat pimpinan Tuhan.
Anug'rah dan kasihNya pedoman di bahaya:
Hidupku di tanganNya.
Mzm 23:3
Mzm 25:253. Yang diperbuat Allahku dengan pengasuhanNya
membuat jiwaku sembuh: tepat pengobatanNya.
Mujarablah nasihatNya: aku percaya Dia,
Tabibku yang setia.
4. Yang diperbuat Allahku tak sungkan kuterima;
tetap di marabaya pun Terang hidupku Dia.
Di waktuNya ternyatalah betapa mengagumkan
tujuan kasih Tuhan.
5. Yang diperbuat Allahku, mengubah kepahitan,
sehingga cawan duka pun mengandung kemanisan
dan akhirnya bahagia mengisi lubuk hati;
resah pun tiada lagi.
6. Yang diperbuat Allahku pegangan abadi;
bencana, maut, kemelut tak risau kuhadapi:
terasalah rangkulanNya tempat hatiku aman,
kuasaNya kuandalkan.Play - Yesus, Pimpin Langkahku [KJ.414]
Hymns
Psalms 47:1
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[Psa 47:1] All Nations, Clap Your Hands
All nations, clap your hands,
Let shouts of triumph ring,
For mighty over all the lands
The Lord Most High is King.Above our mighty foes
He gave us power to stand,
And as our heritage He chose
The goodly promised land.With shouts ascends our King,
With trumpet’s stirring call;
Praise God, praise God, His praises sing,
For God is Lord of all.O sing in joyful strains,
And make His glory known;
God over all the nations reigns,
And holy is His throne.Our fathers’ God to own
The kings of earth draw nigh,
For none can save but God alone,
He is the Lord Most High.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 47:1] Clap Your Hands, Ye People All
Clap your hands, ye people all,
Praise the God on Whom ye call;
Lift your voice, and shout His praise,
Triumph in His sovereign grace!Glorious is the Lord most High,
Terrible in majesty;
He His sovereign sway maintains,
King o’er all the earth He reigns.Jesus is gone up on high,
Takes His seat above the sky:
Shout the angel-choirs aloud,
Echoing to the trump of God.Sons of earth, the triumph join,
Praise Him with the host divine;
Emulate the heavenly powers,
Their victorious Lord is ours.Shout the God enthroned above,
Trumpet forth His conquering love;
Praises to our Jesus sing,
Praises to our glorious King!Power is all to Jesus given,
Power o’er hell, and earth, and Heav’n!
Power He now to us imparts;
Praise Him with believing hearts.Wonderful in saving power,
Him let all our hearts adore;
Earth and Heav’n repeat the cry,
“Glory be to God most High!”Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 47:1] Hark! The Sounds Of Singing
Hark! the sounds of singing
Coming on the breeze,
Notes of triumph winging
Over lands and seas.
Martial hosts assemble,
Flushed with victory,
Hell’s battalions tremble
And prepare to flee.Refrain
Army of salvation!
Army of the Lord!
Christ our Inspiration
Christ our great Reward.Whence have come these legions,
Valiant, free and strong?
Worldwide are the regions
Where they combat wrong.
Gathering ’neath our banner
While the trumpets blend,
Here in fervent manner
Let our praise ascend.Refrain
Plucked as brands from burning,
Saved by Jesus’ might,
Earth’s allurement spurning,
We for Christ will fight.
He Who found and freed us
From our captive chain,
Surely He will lead us
To eternal gain.Refrain
Wondrous, wondrous story
Of our God-made host,
Unto Jesus glory
’Tis in Him we boast.
Out of every nation,
By His might restored,
Army of salvation,
Army of the Lord.Refrain
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[Psa 47:1] O For A Shout Of Sacred Joy
O for a shout of sacred joy
To God the sov’reign King!
Let ev’ry land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.Jesus our God ascends on high,
His heav’nly guards around
Attend Him rising through the sky,
With trumpets’ joyful sound.While angels shout and praise their King,
Let mortals learn their strains;
Let all the earth His honors sing;
O’er all the earth He reigns.Rehearse His praise with awe profound,
Let knowledge lead the song,
Nor mock Him with a solemn sound
Upon a thoughtless tongue.In Isr’el stood His ancient throne,
He lov’d that chosen race;
But now He calls the world His own,
And heathens taste His grace.The British islands are the Lord’s,
There Abraham’s God is known;
While powers and princes, shields and swords,
Submit before His throne.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 47:1] Rejoice Ye People, Homage Give
Rejoice, ye people, homage give,
To God with voice of triumph sing;
He ruleth in dread majesty,
The great, the universal King.He putteth nations under us
And maketh us triumphant stand;
He giveth for our heritage
His promised rest, a goodly land.God hath ascended with a shout,
Jehovah with the trumpet’s sound;
Sing praise to God our King, sing praise,
Yes, let His glorious praise abound.Our God is King of all the earth,
With thoughtful heart His praise make known;
O’er all the nations God doth reign,
Exalted on His holy throne.To praise and serve our cov’nant God
The princes of the earth draw nigh;
All kingly pow’rs belong to Him,
He is exalted, God most high.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 47:1] Shout Of Mighty Triumph, A
A shout of mighty triumph
Through nature’s realm is heard,
A shout which calls creation
To hail th’Incarnate Word.
Away with clouds and darkness!
All hail, thrice blessèd morn;
Sing out with joy, ye mortals,
For Jesus Christ is born!Is this, ye holy shepherds,
The mighty newborn King?
This Child, so sweet and gentle,
Can He such rapture bring?
O yes! He comes, the Savior
Of sinful earth forlorn;
Then shout with joy, ye mortals,
For Jesus Christ is born!The cruel, cruel foeman
This Child shall overthrow;
Full soon, the fierce destroyer,
His Lord’s stern might shall know:
Of all his boasted power
Soon to be roughly shorn;
Then shout with joy, ye mortals,
For Jesus Christ is born!But say, sweet virgin mother,
The Child upon thy breast,
Will He receive young children,
And share with them His rest?
O yes! He will with glory
Both old and young adorn;
Then shout with joy, ye mortals,
For Jesus Christ is born!Rejoice then, youths and maidens,
Old men and children, too;
Lift up your cheerful voices,
With bliss and rapture true!
Ring out, ye towers and steeples!
Blow, trumpet, pipe and horn!
Then shout with joy, ye mortals,
For Jesus Christ is born!Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 25:1-22
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[Psa 25:1] I Lift My Soul To God
I lift my soul to God,
My trust is in His Name:
Let not my foes that seek my blood
Still triumph in my shame.Sin, and the powers of hell,
Persuade me to despair:
Lord, make me know Thy covenant well,
That I may ’scape the snare.From the first dawning light
Till the dark evening rise,
For Thy salvation, Lord, I wait
With ever longing eyes.Remember all Thy grace,
And lead me in Thy truth;
Forgive the sins of riper days,
And follies of my youth.The Lord is just and kind,
The meek shall learn His ways,
And every humble sinner find
The methods of His grace.For His own goodness’ sake
He saves my soul from shame:
He pardons, though my guilt be great,
Through my Redeemer’s Name.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 25:1] Lord, I Lift My Soul To Thee
Lord, I lift my soul to Thee,
O my God, I trust Thy might;
Let not foes exult o’er me,
Shame me not before their sight.
Yea, may none be put to shame,
None who wait for Thee to bless,
But dishonored be their name
Who without a cause transgress.Lord, to me Thy ways make known,
Guide in truth and teach Thou me;
Thou my Savior art alone,
All the day I wait for Thee.
Lord, remember in Thy love
All Thy mercies manifold,
Tender mercies from above,
Changeless from the days of old.Sins of youth remember not,
Nor my trespasses record;
Let not mercy be forgot,
For Thy goodness’ sake, O Lord.
Just and good the Lord abides,
He His way will sinners show,
He the meek in justice guides,
Making them His way to know.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 25:2] Trusting Jesus (2)
Dear Lord, take up our tangled strands,
Where we have wrought in vain,
That by the skill of Thy dear hands
Some beauty may remain.Refrain
Transformed by grace divine,
The glory shall be Thine;
To Thy most holy will, O Lord,
We now our all resign.Touch Thou the sad, discordant keys
Of every troubled breast,
And change to peaceful harmonies
The sighings of unrest.Refrain
Where broken vows in fragments lie—
The toil of wasted years—
Do Thou make whole again, we cry,
And give a song for tears.Refrain
Take all the failures, each mistake
Of our poor human ways,
Then, Savior, for Thine own dear sake,
Make them show forth Thy praise.Refrain
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[Psa 25:4] Grace And Truth Shall Mark The Way
Grace and truth shall mark the way
Where the Lord His own will lead,
If His Word they still obey
And His testimonies heed.For Thy Name’s sake hear Thou me,
For Thy mercy, Lord, I wait;
Pardon my iniquity,
For my sin is very great.He who walks in godly fear
In the path of truth shall go;
Peace shall be his portion here,
And his sons all good shall know.They that fear and love the Lord
Shall His holy friendship know;
He will grace to them accord,
And His faithful covenant show.Ever are my longing eyes
On the Lord, whose watchful care,
When my foes their plots devise,
Keeps my feet from every snare.Turn to me, Thy grace impart,
I am desolate indeed;
Great the troubles of my heart;
Save Thou me, O Lord, I plead.Look on mine afflicted state,
Freely all my sins forgive;
Mark my foes, their cruel hate;
Keep my soul and let me live.Shame me not; I hide in Thee;
Truth and right preserve me still;
Mark Thy people, Lord my God,
Save Thou from every ill.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 25:4] Keep Me Thine
Teach my little hands and feet,
Useful, Lord, to be,
Tell me something I can do—
Every day for Thee.Refrain
Keep me Thine, keep me Thine,
Blessèd Savior, keep me Thine.
Keep me Thine, keep me Thine,
Blessèd Savior, keep me Thine.Teach my tongue a word to speak,
Gentle, soft and low,
Make me like a beam of light
Everywhere I go.Refrain
Teach me how to love Thy Word,
Love it more and more;
Help me Lord, to work for Thee,
Till my life is o’er.Refrain
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[Psa 25:4] Lord To Me Thy Ways Make Known
Lord, to me Thy ways make known,
Guide in truth and teach Thou me;
Thou my Savior art alone,
All the day I wait for Thee.Lord, remember in Thy love
All Thy mercies manifold,
Tender mercies from above,
Changeless from the days of old.Just and good the Lord abides,
He His way will sinners show,
He the meek with justice guides,
Making them His way to know.Grace and truth shall mark the way
Where the Lord His own will lead.
If His Word they still obey
And His testimonies heed.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 25:4] Our Sunday School
Away, away to Sunday school,
Our hearts together beating;
We haste to win from those we love
A smile of happy greeting.Refrain
Our Sunday school, dear Sunday school,
With purest pleasure glowing,
Where tranquil peace and holy joy
Are like a river flowing.Away, away to Sunday school,
And learn the songs of gladness,
That tell of Him Whose tender love
Will banish care and sadness.Refrain
God bless our school, our teachers all,
And bind our souls together
In sacred bonds of kindred love
No earthly power can sever.Refrain
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[Psa 25:5] Look Upon Us, Blessèd Lord
Look upon us, blessèd Lord,
Take our wandering thoughts and guide us;
We have come to hear Thy Word,
With Thy teaching now provide us,
That, from earth’s distractions turning,
We Thy message may be learning.For Thy Spirit’s radiance bright
We, assembled here, are hoping;
If Thou shouldst withhold the light,
In the dark our souls were groping:
In each word and thought direct us:
Thou, Thou only, canst correct us.Brightness of the Father’s face,
Light of Light, from God proceeding,
Make us ready in this place;
Ear and heart await Thy leading.
Fill with life and inspiration
Every prayer and meditation.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 25:5] O Teach Me What It Meaneth
O teach me what it meaneth,
That cross uplifted high,
With One, the Man of Sorrows,
Condemned to bleed and die!
O teach me what it cost Thee
To make a sinner whole;
And teach me, Savior, teach me
The value of a soul!O teach me what it meaneth,
That sacred crimson tide,
The blood and water flowing
From Thine own wounded side.
Teach me that if none other
Had sinned, but I alone,
Yet still Thy blood, Lord Jesus,
Thine only, must atone.O teach me what it meaneth,
Thy love beyond compare,
The love that reacheth deeper
Than depths of self-despair!
Yes, teach me, till there gloweth
In this cold heart of mine
Some feeble, pale reflection
Of that pure love of Thine.O teach me what it meaneth,
For I am full of sin,
And grace alone can reach me,
And love alone can win.
O teach me, for I need Thee,
I have no hope beside—
The chief of all the sinners
For whom the Savior died!O teach me what it meaneth
The rest which Thou dost give
To all the heavy-laden
Who look to Thee and live.
Because I am a rebel
Thy pardon I receive
Because Thou dost command me,
I can, I do believe.O infinite Redeemer!
I bring no other plea;
Because Thou dost invite me
I cast myself on Thee.
Because Thou dost accept me
I love and I adore;
Because Thy love constraineth,
I’ll praise Thee evermore!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 25:5] O Thou God Of My Salvation
O Thou God of my salvation, my Redeemer from all sin;
Moved by Thy divine compassion, who hast died my heart to win;
I will praise Thee, I will praise Thee, where shall I Thy praise begin?
I will praise Thee, I will praise Thee, where shall I Thy praise begin?Though unseen, I love the Savior, He hath brought salvation near;
Manifests His pardoning favor, and when Jesus doth appear,
Soul and body, soul and body, shall His glorious image bear;
Soul and body, soul and body, shall His glorious image bear.While the angel choirs are crying, “Glory to the great I Am,”
I with them will still be vying—glory, glory, to the Lamb!
Oh, how precious, oh, how precious is the sound of Jesus’ Name!
Oh, how precious, oh, how precious is the sound of Jesus’ Name!Angels now are hovering round us, unperceived among the throng;
Wondering at the love that crowned us, glad to sing the holy song;
Hallelujah, hallelujah, love and praise to Christ belong!
Hallelujah, hallelujah, love and praise to Christ belong!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 25:7] Thou Wilt Remember Me
I want no other hand, O Lord,
But Thine my guide to be,
For well I know through all my life
Thou wilt remember me.Refrain
Thou wilt remember me, O Lord,
Thou wilt remember me!
Thy Word has said, and I believe,
Thou wilt remember me.No tongue can tell the joy I feel
Since I am one with Thee;
And this my song the whole day long:
Thou wilt remember me.Refrain
Thy Spirit’s seal is on my heart,
Thy image there I see;
And every hour the witness have
Thou wilt remember me.Refrain
No power shall break my firm resolve
To live and die in Thee;
For grace through faith has taught my soul
Thou wilt remember me.Refrain
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[Psa 25:11] My Sins, My Sins, My Savior
My sins, my sins, my Savior!
They take such hold on me,
I am not able to look up,
Save only, Christ, on Thee;
In Thee is all forgiveness,
In Thee abundant grace,
My shadow and my sunshine
The brightness of Thy face.My sins, my sins, my Savior!
How sad on Thee they fall;
Seen through Thy gentle patience,
I tenfold feel them all;
I know they are forgiven,
But still, their pain to me
Is all the grief and anguish
They laid, my Lord, on Thee.My sins, my sins, my Savior!
Their guilt I never knew
Till with Thee in the desert
I near Thy passion drew;
Till with Thee in the garden
I heard Thy pleading prayer,
And saw the sweat-drops bloody
That told Thy sorrow there.Therefore my songs, my Savior,
E’en in this time of woe,
Shall tell of all Thy goodness
To suff’ring man below;
Thy goodness and Thy favor,
Whose presence from above
Rejoice those hearts, my Savior,
That live in Thee and love.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 25:12] Where Shall The Man Be Found?
Where shall the man be found
That fears t’offend his God?
That loves the Gospel’s joyful sound,
And trembles at the rod?The Lord shall make him know
The secrets of His heart,
The wonders of His covenant show,
And all His love impart.The dealings of His hand
Are truth and mercy still
With such as to His cov’nant stand,
And love to do His will.Their souls shall dwell at ease
Before their Maker’s face;
Their seed shall taste the promises
In their extensive grace.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 25:15] Mine Eyes And My Desire
Mine eyes and my desire
Are ever to the Lord;
I love to plead His promises,
And rest upon His Word.Turn, turn Thee to my soul,
Bring Thy salvation near;
When will Thy hand release my feet
Out of the deadly snare?When shall the sovereign grace
Of my forgiving God
Restore me from those dangerous ways
My wandering feet have trod?The tumult of my thoughts
Doth but enlarge my woe;
My spirit languishes, my heart
Is desolate and low.With every morning light
My sorrow new begins;
Look on my anguish and my pain,
And pardon all my sins.Behold the hosts of hell,
How cruel is their hate!
Against my life they rise, and join
Their fury with deceit.O keep my soul from death,
Nor put my hope to shame,
For I have placed my only trust
In my Redeemer’s Name.With humble faith I wait
To see Thy face again:
Of Israel it shall ne’er be said,
He sought the Lord in vain.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 25:18] Before Thy Throne, O God, We Kneel
Before Thy throne, O God, we kneel;
Give us a conscience quick to feel,
A ready mind to understand
The meaning of Thy chastening hand;
Whate’er the pain and shame may be,
Bring us, O Father, nearer Thee.Search out our hearts and make us true,
Wishful to give to all their due;
From love of pleasure, lust of gold,
From sins which make the heart grow cold,
Wean us and train us with Thy rod;
Teach us to know our faults, O God.For sins of heedless word and deed,
For pride ambitious to succeed;
For crafty trade and subtle snare
To catch the simple unaware;
For lives bereft of purpose high,
Forgive, forgive, O Lord, we cry.Let the fierce fires, which burn and try,
Our inmost spirits purify:
Consume the ill; purge out the shame;
O God! be with us in the flame;
A newborn people may we rise,
More pure, more true, more nobly wise.Play source: Cyberhymnal
