Himne Indonesia

Lukas 23:43

Yohanes 14:3

Yohanes 17:24

Wahyu 14:13

Himne Inggris

Mazmur 49:15

• [Mzm 49:15] Hark! From The Tombs A Dole­ful Sound

  Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound; My ears, attend the cry; “Ye living men, come view the ground Where you must shortly lie. “Princes, this clay must be your bed, In spite of all your towers; The tall, the wise, the rev’rend head Must lie as low as ours!” Great God! is this our certain doom? And are we still secure? Still walking downward to our tomb, And yet prepare no more? Grant us the powers of quick’ning grace, To fit our souls to fly, Then, when we drop this dying flesh, We’ll rise above the sky.

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Lukas 23:43

• [Luk 23:43] Dying Robber Raised His Aching Brow, The

  The dying robber raised his aching brow To claim the dying Lord for company; And heard, in answer to his trembling bow, The promise of the King: Thou—even thou— Today shalt be in Paradise with me. We, too, the measure of our guilt confess, Knowing Thy mercy, Lord, our only plea; That we, like him, through judgment and distress, For all the weight of our unworthiness May win our way to Paradise with Thee. But so bewildered is our failing heart, So dim the luster of Thy royalty, We hardly know Thee, Lord, for what Thou art, Till we begin to take the better part And lose ourselves in Paradise with Thee. Then lift our eyes, dear Lord, from this poor dross, To see Thee reigning in humility, The King of love; that, wresting gain from loss, We, too, may climb the ladder of the cross, To find our home in Paradise with Thee.

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• [Luk 23:43] Father Of Spirits, Whose Divine Control

  Father of spirits, whose divine control Doth bind the soul and body into one; Thou wilt restore this body now undone; For once it was the mansion of a soul, Where dwelt the glowing wisdom of Thy Son. Thou, Maker of the body, dost ordain That this Thine image, molded by Thy will, Our every hope in glory shall fulfill; So, till the body Thou dost build again, Thou wilt preserve the spirit freed from ill. In that blest region shall this spirit dwell Where flowers undying bloom on every side: For lo, we trust Thy Word, O Crucified, When in Thy triumph over death and hell, The thief forgiven took Thee for his Guide. Our brother goeth by the shining way, That ever to the faithful open lies: Lord, train Thy servant now in Paradise, And bless him in his fatherland, we pray, Till Thou shalt bid his body to arise. Our sister goeth by the shining way, That ever to the faithful open lies: Lord, train Thy servant now in Paradise, And bless her in her fatherland, we pray, Till Thou shalt bid her body to arise.

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• [Luk 23:43] Hand That Was Nailed To The Cross, The

  The hand that was nailed to the cross of woe, In love reaches out to the world below; ’Tis beckoning now to the souls that roam, And pointing the way to the heav’nly home. Refrain The hand of my Savior I see, The hand that was wounded for me; ’Twill lead me in love to the mansions above, The hand that was wounded for me! E’en now I can see, through a mist of tears, That hand still outstretched o’er the gulf of years, With healing and hope for my sin sick soul, One touch of its finger will make me whole! Refrain The hand that wrought wonders in days of old, Holds treasure more precious than gems or gold, The price of redemption from sin and shame, The gift of salvation through Jesus’ Name. Refrain

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• [Luk 23:43] It Is Finished! Blessed Jesus

  It is finished! Blessèd Jesus, Thou hast breathed Thy latest sigh, Teaching us the sons of Adam How the Son of God can die. Lifeless lies the broken body, Hidden in its rocky bed, Laid aside like folded garment: Where is now the Spirit fled? In the gloomy realms of darkness Shines a light unknown before, For the Lord of dead and living Enters at the open door. See! He comes, a willing Victim, Unresisting hither led; Passing from the cross of sorrow To the mansions of the dead. Lo! the heavenly light around Him Ad He draws His people near; All amazed they stand rejoicing At the gracious words they hear. For Himself proclaims the story Of His own incarnate life, And the death He died to save us, Victor in that awful strife. Patriarch and priest and prophet Gather round Him as He stands, In adoring faith and gladness, Hearing of the piercèd hands. Oh, the bliss to which He calls them, Ransomed by His precious blood, From the gloomy realms of darkness To the paradise of God! There in lowliest joy and wonder Stands the robber at His side, Reaping now the blessèd promise Spoken by the Crucified. Jesus, Lord of dead and living, Let Thy mercy rest on me; Grant me, too, when life is finished, Rest in paradise with Thee.

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• [Luk 23:43] Saints Of God! Their Conflict Past, The

  The saints of God! their conflict past, And life’s long battle won at last, No more they need the shield or sword, They cast them down before their Lord: O happy saints! forever blest, At Jesus feet’ how safe your rest! The saints of God! their wand’rings done, No more their weary course they run, No more they faint, no more they fall, No foes oppress, no fears appall: O happy saints! forever blest, In that dear home how sweet your rest! The saints of God! life’s voyage o’er, Safe landed on that blissful shore, No stormy tempests now they dread, No roaring billows lift their head: O happy saints! forever blest, In that calm haven of your rest! The saints of God their vigil keep, While yet their mortal bodies sleep, Till from the dust they too shall rise And soar triumphant to the skies: O happy saints! rejoice and sing: He quickly comes, your Lord and King! O God of saints! to Thee we cry; O Savior! plead for us on high; O Holy Ghost! our Guide and Friend, Grant us Thy grace till life shall end; That with all the saints our rest may be In that bright paradise with Thee!

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Yohanes 14:3

• [Yoh 14:3] God Will Take Care Of You

  Be not dismayed whate’er betide, God will take care of you; Beneath His wings of love abide, God will take care of you. Refrain God will take care of you, Through every day, over all the way; He will take care of you, God will take care of you. Through days of toil when heart doth fail, God will take care of you; When dangers fierce your path assail, God will take care of you. Refrain All you may need He will provide, God will take care of you; Nothing you ask will be denied, God will take care of you. Refrain No matter what may be the test, God will take care of you; Lean, weary one, upon His breast, God will take care of you. Refrain

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• [Yoh 14:3] Lord Jesus, Come

  Lord Jesus, come! Nor let us longer roam Afar from Thee, and that bright place Where we shall see Thee face to face. Lord Jesus, come! Lord Jesus, come! Lord Jesus, come! Thine absence here we mourn: No joy we know apart from Thee, No sorrow in Thy presence see. Lord Jesus, come! Lord Jesus, come! Lord Jesus, Come! And claim us as Thine own; With longing hearts the path we tread, Which Thee on high to glory led, Lord Jesus, come! Lord Jesus, come! Lord Jesus, come! And take Thy people home: That all Thy flock, so scattered here, With Thee in glory may appear. Lord Jesus, come! Lord Jesus, come!

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Wahyu 14:13

• [Why 14:13] For All The Saints

  For all the saints, who from their labors rest, Who Thee by faith before the world confessed, Thy Name, O Jesus, be forever blessed. Alleluia, Alleluia! Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress and their Might; Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well fought fight; Thou, in the darkness drear, their one true Light. Alleluia, Alleluia! For the Apostles’ glorious company, Who bearing forth the Cross o’er land and sea, Shook all the mighty world, we sing to Thee: Alleluia, Alleluia! For the Evangelists, by whose blest word, Like fourfold streams, the garden of the Lord, Is fair and fruitful, be Thy Name adored. Alleluia, Alleluia! For Martyrs, who with rapture kindled eye, Saw the bright crown descending from the sky, And seeing, grasped it, Thee we glorify. Alleluia, Alleluia! O blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; All are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia, Alleluia! O may Thy soldiers, faithful, true and bold, Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old, And win with them the victor’s crown of gold. Alleluia, Alleluia! And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph song, And hearts are brave, again, and arms are strong. Alleluia, Alleluia! The golden evening brightens in the west; Soon, soon to faithful warriors comes their rest; Sweet is the calm of paradise the blessed. Alleluia, Alleluia! But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day; The saints triumphant rise in bright array; The King of glory passes on His way. Alleluia, Alleluia! From earth’s wide bounds, from ocean’s farthest coast, Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, And singing to Father, Son and Holy Ghost: Alleluia, Alleluia!

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• [Why 14:13] Hear What The Voice From Heav’n Proclaims

  Hear what the voice from Heav’n proclaims, For all the pious dead; Sweet is the savor of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. They died in Jesus, and are blest; How kind their slumbers are! From sufferings and from sins released, And freed from every snare. Far from this world of toil and strife, They’re present with the Lord; The labors of their mortal life End in a large reward.
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• [Why 14:13] How Blest The Righteous When He Dies!

  How blest the righteous when he dies! When sinks a weary soul to rest, How mildly beam the closing eyes, How gently heaves th’expiring breast! So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks a gale when storms are o’er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore. A holy quiet reigns around, A calm which life nor death destroys; And naught disturbs that peace profound Which his unfettered soul enjoys. Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, Where lights and shades alternate dwell; How bright th’unchanging morn appears! Farewell, inconstant world, farewell! Life’s labor done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies, While Heav’n and earth combine to say, “How blest the righteous when he dies!”

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• [Why 14:13] Hush! Blessed Are The Dead

  Hush! blessèd are the dead In Jesus’ arms who rest, And lean their weary head Forever on His breast. O beatific sight! No darkling veil between, They see the Light of Light, Whom here they loved unseen. Them the Good Shepherd leads, Where storms are never rife, In tranquil dewy meads Beside the Fount of Life. O tender hearts and true, Our long last vigil kept, We weep and mourn for you; Nor blame us: Jesus wept. But soon at break of day His calm almighty voice, Stronger than death, shall say, Awake! Arise! Rejoice!

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• [Why 14:13] Oh, How Blest Are Ye Whose Toils Are Ended

  Oh, how blest are ye whose toils are ended! Who, through death, have unto God ascended! Ye have arisen From the cares which keep us still in prison. We are still as in a dungeon living, Still oppressed with sorrow and misgiving; Our undertakings Are but toils, and troubles, and heart-breakings. Ye meanwhile, are in your chambers sleeping, Quiet, and set free from all our weeping; No cross nor trial Hinders your enjoyments with denial. Christ has wiped away your tears for ever; Ye have that for which we still endeavor. To you are chanted Songs which yet no mortal ear have haunted. Ah! who would not, then, depart with gladness, To inherit Heaven for earthly sadness? Who here would languish Longer in bewailing and in anguish? Come, O Christ, and loose the chains that bind us! Lead us forth, and cast this world behind us! With Thee, the Anointed, Finds the soul its joy and rest appointed.

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• [Why 14:13] We’ll Follow On

  O happy ones, that sweetly sing, In yonder world so fair; Your footprints on the sands of time, Were left to guide us there. Refrain We’ll follow on, still looking up, Beyond the ether blue, Where, by and by, thro’ grace divine, We’ll meet and sing with you. We’ll sing of Him, our blessèd Lord, Who laid His glory down; Who bore our sins upon the cross, That we might wear a crown. Refrain We follow on with trusting hearts, For o’er life’s troubled way, The same protecting hand is ours, That led you, day by day. Refrain

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