Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 107:41-42

• Hidup Kita yang Benar [KJ.450]

  1. Hidup kita yang benar haruslah mengucap syukur. Dalam Kristus bergemar; janganlah tekebur.	Mzm 92:2 Mzm 107 Mzm 136 2 Kor 9:12 Ef 5:20 Kol 2:7 Kol 4:2 1 Tes 5:18 1 Tim 2:1
  2. Dalam susah pun senang; dalam segala hal Aku bermazmur dan ucap syukur; itu kehendakNya!
  3. Biar badai menyerang, biar ombak menyerang, aku akan bersyukur kepada Tuhanku.
  4. Dalam susah pun senang; dalam segala hal Aku bermazmur dan ucap syukur; itu kehendakNya!
  5. Apa arti hidupmu? Bukankah ungkapan syukur, kar'na Kristus, Penebus, berkurban bagimu!
  6. Dalam susah pun senang; dalam segala hal Aku bermazmur dan ucap syukur; itu kehendakNya!
  7. Bertekun bersyukurlah hingga suaraNya kaudengar: "Sungguh indah anakKu, ungkapan syukurmu."
  8. Dalam susah pun senang; dalam segala hal Aku bermazmur dan ucap syukur; itu kehendakNya!
  9. Tuhan Yesus, tolonglah, sempurnakan syukurku. Roh Kudus berkuasalah di dalam hidupku!
  10. Dalam susah pun senang; dalam segala hal Aku bermazmur dan ucap syukur; itu kehendakNya!
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• Tuhan Tidak Lupa [KJ.390]

  1. Tuhan tidak lupa akan orang yang penat, orang yang berduka dan pikulannya berat.	Yes 49:15 Mat 11:28
  2. Tuhan tidak lupa bila orang berseru; Ia memberikan pertolongan yang perlu.	Mzm 4:4 Mzm 9:13 Mzm 107 Mzm 120:1
  3. S'lalu angkat muka dan berharap padaNya. Tuhan tidak lupa akan anak-anakNya.	Luk 21:28
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Hymns

Psalms 22:21-27

• [Psa 22:21] Now From The Roaring Lion’s Rage

  “Now from the roaring lion’s rage, O Lord, protect Thy Son, Nor leave Thy darling to engage The powers of hell alone.” Thus did our suffering Savior pray With mighty cries and tears; God heard Him in that dreadful day, And chased away His fears. Great was the victory of His death, His throne exalted high; And all the kindreds of the earth Shall worship or shall die. A numerous offspring must arise From His expiring groans; They shall be reckoned in His eyes For daughters and for sons. The meek and humble souls shall see His table richly spread; And all that seek the Lord shall be With joys immortal fed. The isles shall know the righteousness Of our incarnate God, And nations yet unborn profess Salvation in His blood.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 22:22] Amid The Thronging Worshippers

  Amid the thronging worshippers Jehovah will I bless, Before my brethren, gathered there, His Name I will confess. Come, praise Him, ye that fear the Lord, Ye children of His grace, With reverence sound His glories forth And bow before His face. The burden of the sorrowful The Lord will not despise; He has not turned from those that mourn, He hearkens to their cries. His goodness makes me join the throng Where saints His praise proclaim, And there will I fulfill my vows ’Mid those who fear His Name. He feeds with good the humble soul And satisfies the meek, And they shall live and praise the Lord Who for His mercy seek. The ends of all the earth take thought, The nations seek the Lord; They worship Him, the King of kings, In earth and Heav’n adored.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 22:23] All Ye That Fear God’s Holy Name

  All ye that fear God’s holy Name, His glory tell, His praise proclaim; Ye children of His chosen race, Stand ye in awe before His face, Stand ye in awe before His face. The suffering one He has not spurned Who unto Him for succor turned; From him He has not hid His face But answered his request in grace, But answered his request in grace. O Lord, Thy goodness makes me raise Amid Thy people songs of praise; Before all them that fear Thee, now I worship Thee and pay my vow, I worship Thee and pay my vow. For all the meek Thou wilt provide, They shall be fed and satisfied; All they that seek the Lord shall live And never ending praises give, And never ending praises give.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 22:27] Ends Of All The Earth Shall Hear, The

  The ends of all the earth shall hear And turn unto the Lord in fear; All kindreds of the earth shall own And worship Him as God alone. Refrain All earth to Him her homage brings, The Lord of lords, the King of kings. For His the kingdom, His of right, He rules the nations by His might; All earth to Him her homage brings, The Lord of lords, the King of kings. Refrain Both rich and poor, both bond and free Shall worship Him on bended knee, And children’s children shall proclaim The glorious honor of His Name. Refrain The Lord’s unfailing righteousness All generations shall confess, From age to age shall all be taught What wondrous works the Lord has wrought. Refrain

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• [Psa 22:27] Now Before Thee, Lord, We Gather

  Now before Thee, Lord, we gather To receive Thy precious Word; Let Thy grace in showers, O Father, On our parchèd hearts be poured. Send Thy Holy Spirit o’er us, With Thy quick’ning fire restore us, At Thy table spread before us Fill our hung’ring souls, dear Lord. May Thy Word, to us now given, Be retained in hearts contrite; On the narrow way to Heaven Lead us in Thy perfect light. Hush, within us, all commotion, Silence each disturbing notion; May we, Lord, with true devotion Use this hour of grace aright. Of the time may we avail us, When to seek us Thou art near; Soon the day of grace may fail us, And no message more we hear. Turn our minds to meditation On our need of Thy salvation; Urge on all Thine invitation— To our prayer incline Thine ear.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 22:27] O Master Of The Waking World

  O Master of the waking world, Who hast the nations in Thy heart, The heart that bled and broke to send God’s love to earth’s remotest part: Show us anew in Calvary The wondrous power that makes us free. On every side the walls are down, The gates swing wide to every land, The restless tribes and races feel The pressure of Thy piercèd hand; Thy way is in the sea and air, Thy world is open everywhere. We hear the throb of surging life, The clank of chains, the curse of greed, The moan of pain, the futile cries Of superstition’s cruel creed; The peoples hunger for Thee, Lord, The isles are waiting for Thy Word. Thy witness in the souls of men, Thy Spirit’s ceaseless, brooding power, In lands where shadows hide the light, Await a new creative hour: O mighty God, set us aflame To show the glory of Thy Name.

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  source: Cyberhymnal