Himne Indonesia
Yakobus 3:1-18
Kidung Jemaat
- Biar'Ku Tumbuh di BatangMu [KJ.309]
1. Biar 'ku tumbuh di batangMu, ya Pokok Anggur yang benar,
supaya Kau hidupkan daku menjadi ranting yang segar.
Jika Engkau beri berkat, aku berbuah yang lebat.
2. Tak mungkin aku 'kan mandiri, aku lemah di luarMu.
Hanya di dalammu sendiri limpahlah hidup bagiku.
OlehMu buahku lebat; yang tak berbuah dikerat.
Yoh 15:16
Gal 5:22-23
Yak 3:17-18
3. DenganMu saja 'ku bersatu, tak tercerai sesaat pun.
KasihMu pandu di jalanku; 'ku hidup oleh hidupMu.
Dengan salibMu 'ku menang, jikalau Kauberi terang.
4. Diriku milikMu abadi, Engkau tumbuhkan imanku.
Yang dalam aku Kaumulai Kausempurnakan bagiMu.
OlehMu kuncup merekah, hingga berbuah yang lebat.Play - Puji Tuhan, Haleluya [KJ.391]
1. Puji Tuhan, haleluya! Puji Tuhan, haleluya,
kini dan selamanya! Amin.
2. Mengapa, orang Kristen, harapanmu lemah?
Tuhanmu berkuasa diatas dunia!
Kembali ke Reff.
Mat 28:18
3. Puji Tuhan, haleluya! Puji Tuhan, haleluya,
kini dan selamanya! Amin.
4. Segala sesuatu ditanggung Tuhanmu.
Mengapa lagi takut? Percayalah teguh!
Kembali ke Reff.
Mzm 68:20
5. Puji Tuhan, haleluya! Puji Tuhan, haleluya,
kini dan selamanya! Amin.
6. Ikutilah Rajamu yang bangkit dan menang;
bebanmu jadi ringan, gelapmu pun terang.
Kembali ke Reff.
Mat 11:28-30
7. Puji Tuhan, haleluya! Puji Tuhan, haleluya,
kini dan selamanya! Amin.
8. Sampaikanlah firmanNya di mana-mana pun,
Serta perbuatanNya teruskan bertekun!
Kembali ke Reff.
Mat 28:19-20
Mrk 16:15
Luk 24:47
Kis 1:8
9. Puji Tuhan, haleluya! Puji Tuhan, haleluya,
kini dan selamanya! Amin.
10. Damaikanlah sengketa, satukan yang pecah,
Ampuni yang bersalah, lindungi yang lemah!
Kembali ke Reff.
Mrk 11:25
Rm 12:18
Ef 4:32
1 Tes 5:14-15
Yak 3:13-18
11. Puji Tuhan, haleluya! Puji Tuhan, haleluya,
kini dan selamanya! Amin.
12. Kendati kuasa dunia selalu menentang,
Penindas akan jatuh dan salib t'lah menang!
Kembali ke Reff.Kol 2:10, 15
Mzm 72:4
1 Kor 1:18
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Lukas 8:26-56
Pelengkap Kidung Jemaat
- Jangan Gentar, Hai Kawanan Kecil [PKJ.257]
Lukas 12:32; Matius 28:18; Lukas 8:50; Markus 9:22; Keluaran 15:23-25; Yesaya 41:10; Lukas 12:32; Matius 28:18; Lukas 8:50; Markus 9:22; Keluaran 15:23-25; Yesaya 41:10
1. Janganlah gentar, hai kawanan kecil.
Rajamu menang atas maut ngeri;
segala kuasa dib’ri padaNya
di sorga, di bumi demi umatNya.2. Percayalah, percayalah!
Tiada yang mustahil, percayalah!
Percayalah, percayalah!
Tiada yang mustahil, percayalah!3. Janganlah gentar, hai kawanan kecil.
Gembala memilih tempat kau pergi;
getir kepahitan dimaniskanNya,
pahitnya diminumNya di Golgota.4. Percayalah, percayalah!
Tiada yang mustahil, percayalah!
Percayalah, percayalah!
Tiada yang mustahil, percayalah!5. Janganlah gentar, hai kawanan kecil.
Dengan Tuhan hadir kau tak terpencil;
kau tak ‘kan pernah ditinggalkan tetap;
Tuhan beserta dalam t’rang dan gelap.6. Percayalah, percayalah!
Tiada yang mustahil, percayalah!
Percayalah, percayalah!
Tiada yang mustahil, percayalah!Play
Himne Inggris
1 Samuel 1:1-28
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[1Sam 1:13] When Hannah, Pressed With Grief
When Hannah, pressed with grief,
Poured forth her soul in prayer;
She quickly found relief,
And left her burden there:
Like her, in every trying case,
Let us approach the throne of grace.When she began to pray,
Her heart was pained and sad;
But ere she went away,
Was comforted and glad:
In trouble, what a resting place,
Have they who know the throne of grace!Though men and devils rage,
And threaten to devour;
The saints, from age to age,
Are safe from all their pow’r:
Fresh strength they gain to run their race,
By waiting at the throne of grace.Eli her case mistook,
How was her spirit moved
By his unkind rebuke?
But God her cause approved.
We need not fear a creature’s face,
While welcome at the throne of grace.She was not filled with wine,
As Eli rashly thought;
But with a faith divine,
And found the help she sought:
Though men despise and call us base,
Still let us ply the throne of grace.Men have not pow’r or skill,
With troubled souls to bear;
Though they express good-will,
Poor comforters they are:
But swelling sorrows sink apace,
When we approach the throne of grace.Numbers before have tried,
And found the promise true;
Nor one been yet denied,
Then why should I or you?
Let us by faith their footsteps trace,
And hasten to the throne of grace.As fogs obscure the light,
And taint the morning air;
But soon are put to flight,
If the bright sun appear;
Thus Jesus will our troubles chase,
By shining from the throne of grace.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Sam 1:19] Lord, In The Morning Thou Shalt Hear
Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;
To Thee will I direct my prayer,
To Thee lift up mine eye.Up to the hills, where Christ is gone
To plead for all His saints,
Presenting at His Father’s throne,
Our songs and our complaints.Thou art a God before Whose sight
The wicked shall not stand;
Sinners shall ne’er be Thy delight,
Nor dwell at Thy right hand.But to Thy house will I resort,
To taste Thy mercies there;
I will frequent Thine holy court,
And worship in Thy fear.O may Thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness!
Make ev’ry path of duty straight
And plain before my faceMy watchful enemies combine
To tempt my feet astray;
They flatter, with a base design
To make my soul their prey.Lord, crush the serpent in the dust,
And all his plots destroy;
While those that in Thy mercy trust,
Forever shout for joy.The men that love and fear Thy Name
Shall see their hopes fulfill’d;
The mighty God will compass them
With favor as a shield.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Sam 1:19] Sweetly The Holy Hymn
Sweetly the holy hymn
Breaks on the morning air;
Before the world with smoke is dim
We meet to offer prayer.While flowers are wet with dews,
Dew of our souls, descend:
Ere yet the sun the day renews,
O Lord, Thy Spirit send.Upon the battlefield,
Before the fight begins,
We seek, O Lord, Thy sheltering shield,
To guard us from our sins.Ere yet our vessel sails
Upon the stream of day
We plead, O Lord, for heavenly gales
To speed us on our way!On the lone mountain side,
Before the morning’s light,
The Man of sorrows wept and cried,
And rose refreshed with might.Oh, hear us then, for we
Are very weak and frail,
We make the Savior’s Name our plea,
And surely must prevail.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Lukas 8:26-56
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[Luk 8:48] Jesu! Speak To Me In Love
Jesu! speak to me in love,
Restless, storm tossed in my sin;
With Thy mighty voice, O Lord,
Thy great calm create within;
Bid the stormy winds to cease,
Bid, O bid me go in peace.To Thee, Jesu, do I fly,
Wakened from my soul’s dread sleep;
None but Thou can save me, Lord,
In this hour of anguish deep;
Thou alone canst give release,
Bid, O bid me go in peace.Weeping at Thy feet I fall,
Wearied, burdened, lonely, sad;
Thou dost bid me come, my Lord,
Thou alone canst make me glad;
Jesu, grant my soul release,
Bid, O bid me go in peace.Boldly at Thy throne of grace,
Lord, I now forgiveness seek;
In Thy tender, pitying love
To my soul Thy pardon speak.
Jesu! make my anguish cease,
Bid, O bid me go in peace.Prince of Peace! Who in Thy death
Didst for me the ransom pay,
Cleanse me in Thy precious blood,
Give to me Thy peace today.
Now, Lord, grant my soul release,
Now, Lord, bid me go in peace.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 8:52] Beloved, Sleep
Belovèd, sleep,
Thy conflicts now are past,
Life’s battle fought, thy bliss begun,
And thou art crowned at last.Rest, sweetly rest,
Thy tears are wiped away,
Thy sighing hushed, thy song begun,
And thine eternal day.Sweet, dreamless sleep,
The Master said, “Well done!”
Thy weary head, upon His breast,
Reclined at set of sun.We wait in hope
Till Jesus comes again;
We’ll meet thee then, to part to no more,
Beyond the reach of pain.Belovèd, sleep.
Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 8:52] Christian’s “good Night”, The
Sleep on, belovèd, sleep, and take thy rest;
Lay down thy head upon the Savior’s breast;
We love thee well, but Jesus loves thee best—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Calm is thy slumber as an infant’s sleep;
But thou shalt wake no more to toil and weep;
Thine is a perfect rest, secure and deep—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Until the shadows from this earth are cast,
Until He gathers in His sheaves at last;
Until the twilight gloom be over past—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Until the Easter glory lights the skies,
Until the dead in Jesus shall arise,
And He shall come, but not in lowly guise—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Until, made beautiful by love divine,
Thou, in the likeness of thy Lord shalt shine,
And He shall bring that golden crown of thine—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Only “Good night,” belovèd—not “farewell!”
A little while, and all His saints shall dwell
In hallowed unison indivisible—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Until we meet again before His throne,
Clothed in the spotless robe He gives His own,
Until we know even as we are known—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 8:52] Silently The Shades Of Evening
Silently the shades of evening
Gather round my lowly door;
Silently they bring before me
Faces I shall see no more.O the lost, the unforgotten,
Though the world be oft forgot!
O the shrouded and the lonely,
In our hearts they perish not!Living in the silent hours,
Where our spirits only blend,
They, unlinked with earthly trouble,
We, still hoping for its end.How such holy memories cluster,
Like the stars when storms are past,
Pointing up to that fair heaven,
We may hope to gain at last.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 8:52] Unveil Thy Bosom, Faithful Tomb
Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb,
Take this new treasure to thy trust,
And give these sacred relics room
To seek a slumber in the dust;
And give these sacred relics room
To seek a slumber in the dust.Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear
Invades thy bounds, no mortal woes,
Can reach the lovely sleeper here,
And angels watch her soft repose;
Can reach the lovely sleeper here,
And angels watch her soft repose.So Jesus slept; God’s dying Son
Passed through the grave, and blessed the bed:
Rest here, fair saint, till from His throne
The morning break and pierce the shade;
Rest here, fair saint, till from His throne
The morning break and pierce the shade.Break from His throne, illustrious morn!
Attend, O earth! His sovereign Word:
Restore thy trust: a glorious form
She must ascend to meet her Lord;
Restore thy trust: a glorious form
She must ascend to meet her Lord!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 8:52] We Cannot Think Of Them As Dead
We cannot think of them as dead
Who walk with us no more;
Along the path of life we tread—
They have but gone before.The Father’s house is mansioned fair
Beyond our vision dim;
All souls are His, and here or there
Are living unto Him.But still their silent ministries
Within our hearts have place,
As when on earth they walked with us
And met us face to face.Ours are they by an ownership
Nor time nor death can free;
For God hath given love to keep
Its own eternally.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 8:52] Why Do We Mourn Departing Friends?
Why do we mourn departing friends,
Or shake at death’s alarms?
’Tis but the voice that Jesus sends
To call them to His arms.Are we not tending upward, too,
As fast as time can move?
Nor would we wish the hours more slow
To keep us from our love.Why should we tremble to convey
Their bodies to the tomb?
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay,
And left a long perfume.The graves of all His saints He blessed,
And softened every bed;
Where should the dying members rest,
But with the dying Head?Thence He arose, ascending high,
And showed our feet the way;
Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly,
At the great rising day.Then let the last loud trumpet sound,
And bid our kindred rise;
Awake, ye nations under ground;
Ye saints, ascend the skies.Play source: Cyberhymnal
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