Himne Indonesia

Kolose 1:19

Yohanes 2:19

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Titus 1:4

• [Tit 1:4] Come, Thou Savior Of Our Race

  Come, Thou Savior of our race, Choicest Gift of heav’nly grace! O Thou blessèd virgin’s Son, Be Thy race on earth begun, Be Thy race on earth begun. Not of mortal blood or birth, He descends from Heaven to earth; By the Holy Ghost conceived, God and man by us believed, God and man by us believed. Wondrous birth! O wondrous Child Of the virgin undefiled! Though by all the world disowned, Still to be in Heaven enthroned, Still to be in Heaven enthroned From the Father forth He came, And returneth to the same; Captive leading death and hell— High the song of triumph swell, High the song of triumph swell! Equal to the Father now, Though to dust Thou once didst bow, Boundless shall Thy kingdom be; When shall we its glories see, When shall we its glories see? Brightly doth Thy manger shine! Glorious in its light divine: Let not sin o’ercloud this light, Ever be our faith thus bright, Ever be our faith thus bright.

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Ibrani 6:4-6

• [Ibr 6:6] O God, Thy Righteousness We Own

  O God, Thy righteousness we own; Judgment is at Thy house begun! With humble awe Thy rod we hear, And guilty in Thy sight appear; We cannot in Thy judgment stand, But sink beneath Thy mighty hand. Our mouth as in the dust we lay, And still for mercy, mercy pray; Unworthy to behold Thy face, Unfaithful stewards of Thy grace, Our sin and wickedness we own, And deeply for acceptance groan. We have not, Lord, Thy gifts improved, But basely from Thy statutes roved, And done Thy loving Spirit spite, And sinned against the clearest light, Brought back Thy agonizing pain, And nailed Thee to Thy cross again. Yet do not drive us from Thy face, A stiff-necked and hard-hearted race; But oh! in tender mercy break The iron sinew in our neck; The softening power of love impart, And melt the marble of our heart.

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Yohanes 2:19

• [Yoh 2:19] The Strife Is O’er, The Battle Won

  The strife is o’er, the battle done; The victory of life is won; The song of triumph has begun: Alleluia! Refrain Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! The powers of death have done their worst; But Christ their legions hath dispersed; Let shouts of holy joy outburst: Alleluia! Refrain The three sad days are quickly sped; He rises glorious from the dead; All glory to our risen Head! Alleluia! Refrain He closed the yawning gates of hell; The bars from heaven’s high portals fell; Let hymns of praise His triumphs tell! Alleluia! Refrain Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee, From death’s dread sting Thy servants free, That we may live, and sing to Thee: Alleluia! Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal