Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 87:4

• Kar'na Jemaat di Sorga Mulia [KJ.264] ( For All the Saints )

  1. Kar'na jemaat di sorga mulia, yang t'lah bersaksi dalam dunia, namaMu, Yesus, dimuliakanlah! Haleluya, Haleluya!	Ibr 12:1 Why 7:9-17 Why 14:13
  2. Kaulah tempat mereka berteduh, Kaulah Panglima laskar yang kudus. Engkau Terang di malam yang sendu. Haleluya, Haleluya!	Yoh 8:12
  3. Jadikan kami juga beriman bagai umatMu yang telah menang demi mahkota jaya cemerlang. Haleluya, Haleluya!	1 Tim 6:12 2 Tim 4:6-8 Yak 1:12 1 Ptr 5:4 Why 2:10
  4. Indah benar serikat yang kudus: kita lemah, mereka jaya t'rus, tetapi satu dalam Penebus. Haleluya, Haleluya!
  5. Walau perang semakin menggegar, nyanyian jaya sayup terdengar; kembali tabah hati yang gentar. Haleluya, Haleluya!
  6. Teja emas kemilau di senja, tanda sentosa bagi yang lelah: perlambang firdaus yang sejahtera. Haleluya, Haleluya!
  7. Terbitlah fajar yang lebih cerlang: bangkitlah laskar di dalam terang. Menyambut Yesus, Raja Pemenang. Haleluya, Haleluya!
  8. Segala bangsa yang t'lah ditebus masuk ke Sion sambil bersyukur, memuji Bapa, Putra, Roh kudus. Haleluya, Haleluya!	Mzm 87 Yes 60:1-5 Why 21:24-27
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• Kota Sion, Kota Allah [KJ.262] ( Glorious Things of Thee are Spoken )

  1. Kota Sion, kota Allah, puri agung dan tenar, kau dipilih tempat tinggal oleh Yang Maha Besar. Kau berdiri atas Cadas yang abadi dan teguh, Tiada tertembus musuhmu tembok kes'lamatanmu.	Mzm 48 Mzm 78:13 Mzm 87 Mzm 122 Mzm 132:13 Yes 25:6-8 Yes 33:20-21 Yes 60:14 Yl 3:17 Why 3:12 Yes 28:16 Mat 16:18
  2. Putera serta putrimu cukup akan air sejuk. Yang bersumber pada kasih, pantang takut dan keluh. Siapa akan haus lagi, bila ada air sedap? Rahmat, seperti Sumbernya tak henti, akan tetap.	Yeh 47:1-12 Why 7:17 Why 21:6 Why 22:1-2 Why 22:17
  3. Tiap rumah terselubung oleh awan yang pekat. Ada api menerangi Allah pun tetap dekat. B'ri naungan pada siang, b'ri terang dalam gelap; Manna pun dib'ri makanan atas doa yang tetap.	Bil 14:14 Kel 13:21-22 Kel 16:15 Yoh 6:32-58 Why 2:17
  4. Yesus, bila k'lak pun aku jadi warga kotaMu, walau dunia menekanku, 'ku kupuji namaMu. Kebesaran anak dunia akan hilang dan lenyap. Hanya harta warga Sion dan sukanya yang tetap.	Mzm 87:6 Flp 3:20 Ibr 12:23 1 Yoh 2:16-17
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• Yerusalem, Mulia dan Kudus [KJ.261]

  1. Yerusalem, mulia dan kudus, rinduan hatiku! 'Ku tergerak hendak terbang terus ke puncak bukitmu, diatas hutan rimba dan gunung dan lembah, supaya aku tiba di negeri baka.	Mzm 48 Mzm 87 Mzm 122 Ibr 11:10 Why 3:12 Why 21:2, 9-11
  2. Bila kelak bersinar cahyamu, o hari cemerlang, waktunyalah kus'rahkan nyawaku gembira dan senang ke dalam tangan Bapa yang t'lah memilihnya dan kuperoleh s'lamat di Sion s'lamanya.	Mzm 31:6
  3. Kota emas, gerbangmu bukalah, terima salamku! Di dunia alangkah lamanya 'ku rindu padamu, Tatkala aku susah di alam yang fana dan kudambakan sorga pusaka yang baka.	Mat 5:3, 10
  4. O lihatlah kumpulan yang kudus, berlaksa banyaknya! Jumlah besar yang sudah ditebus, pilihan mulia, Telah diutus Tuhan menyambut diriku Di saat 'ku berjuang di kancah kemelut.	Why 5:11 Why 7:9 1 Tes 3:13
  5. Nabi besar, leluhur mulia, jemaat beriman, yang t'lah pernah memikul salibnya, disiksa, ditekan, sekarang aku lihat berwajah yang cerah di cahya yang gemilang yang tiada habisnya.	Why 18:20 1 Ptr 2:21 Ibr 11:35-40 Why 7:9-12
  6. Wahai Firdaus, nyanyianmu merdu dan warnamu segar, udaramu dan tamanmu penuh bahagia benar. Kemuliaan sorga t'lah masuk hatiku dan 'ku menyanyi Juga menurut lagumu.	Why 21:1-2
  7. Madah besar gempita cemerlang di sana menggegap; gambus, gendang, kecapi dan serdam membuatnya lengkap: berlaksa-laksa lidah bersuara bergema di dalam gita indah di sorga s'lamanya.	Why 4:8-11 Why 5:9-14 Why 7:9-12 Why 14:2-3 Why 15:2-4 Why 19:1-8
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Hymns

Psalms 7:1

• [Psa 7:1] Jehovah, My God, On Thy Help I Depend

  Jehovah, my God, on Thy help I depend; From all that pursue me O save and defend; Lest they like a lion should rend me at will: While no one is near me their raging to still. When wronged without cause I have kindness returned; But if I my neighbor maltreated and spurned, My soul let the enemy seize for his prey, My life and mine honor in dust let him lay. O Lord, in Thy wrath stay the rage of my foes; Awake, and Thy judgment ordained interpose. Let peoples surround Thee and wait at Thy feet, While o’er them for judgment Thou takest Thy seat. All nations of men shall be judged by the Lord; To me, O Jehovah, just judgment accord, As faithful and righteous in life I have been, And ever integrity cherished within. Establish the righteous, let evil depart, For God, who is just, tries the thoughts of the heart. In God for defense I have placed all my trust; The upright He saves and He judges the just. The Lord with the wicked is wroth every day, And if they repent not is ready to slay; By manifold ruin for others prepared They surely at last shall themselves be ensnared. Because He is righteous His praise will I sing, Thanksgiving and honor to Him will I bring, Will sing to the Lord on Whose grace I rely, Extolling the Name of Jehovah Most High.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 7:1] My Trust Is In My Heavenly Friend

  My trust is in my heavenly Friend, My hope in Thee, my God; Rise and my helpless life defend From those that seek my blood. With insolence and fury they My soul in pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey When no deliverer’s near. If I had e’er provoked them first, Or once abused my foe, Then let him tread my life to dust, And lay mine honor low. If there be malice found in me, I know Thy piercing eyes; I should not dare appeal to Thee, Nor ask my God to rise. Arise, my God, lift up Thy hand, Their pride and power control; Awake to judgment and command Deliverance for my soul. Let sinners and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just? He knows the heart, He tries the reins, He will defend th’upright: His sharpest arrows He ordains Against the sons of spite. For me their malice digged a pit, But there themselves are cast; My God makes all their mischief light On their own heads at last. That cruel persecuting race Must feel His dreadful sword; Awake, my soul, and praise the grace And justice of the Lord.

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  source: Cyberhymnal