Himne Indonesia

Keluaran 19:5

Ulangan 32:1

Mazmur 28:9

Mazmur 106:5

Mazmur 106:40

Himne Inggris

Keluaran 19:5

• [Kel 19:5] Being His

  His oceans all rumble and batter His shore, But He will be new when its waves are no more. His mountains reach skyward to touch His sweet face; His forests burst forth as He showers their place. The mighty Leviathan leaps in His seas, The eagle mounts up on the joy of His breeze. The creatures of earth borrow life from His hand, Their days are all numbered by His firm command. Eternity springs from His Infinite Mind— All time and all space from His fingers unwind, His intricate, limitless, unbounded skill Spins threads of His sovereign, inscrutable will. The thunder of Sinai resounds in our ears, The judgment of God stirs the deepest of fears! But, awesome and wondrous—more staggering still— The flashes of lightning from Calvary’s hill! But O! How mighty, how perfect, how free, How blessèd, how precious, how lovely is He! And O! How grand, and how sweet to behold The trophies of grace He has won from of old! A radiant triumph illumines His face! He strides to His throne, the Colossus of Grace! He sits, and His Father proclaims Him True Son! His strife is now over; His battle is done. We bow, we adore, we fall down at His throne, He gathers us into His arms as His own! He seats us in glory beside Him above, To crown His achievement with splendors of love!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Kel 19:5] Great God, The Nations Of The Earth

  Great God, the nations of the earth, Are by creation Thine; And in Thy works, by all beheld, Thy radiant glories shine. But, Lord, Thy greater love has sent Thy Gospel to mankind, Unveiling what rich stores of grace Are treasured in Thy mind. When, Lord, shall these glad tidings spread The spacious earth around, Till every tribe and every soul Shall hear the joyful sound? Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt To spread the Gospel’s rays, And build on sin’s demolished throne The temples of Thy praise.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Kel 19:5] Lord Of The Lands

  Lord of the lands, beneath Thy bending skies, On field and flood, where’er our banner flies, Thy people lift their hearts to Thee, Their grateful voices raise: May our dominion ever be A temple to Thy praise. Thy will alone let all enthrone; Refrain Lord of the lands, make Canada Thine own: Lord of the lands, make Canada Thine own! Almighty Love, by Thy mysterious power, In wisdom guide, with faith and freedom dower; Be ours a nation evermore That no oppression blights, Where justice rules from shore to shore, From lakes to northern lights. May love alone for wrong atone; Refrain Lord of the worlds, with strong eternal hand, Hold us in honor, truth and self-command; The loyal heart, the constant mind, The courage to be true, Our wide extending empire bind, And all the earth renew. Thy Name be known through every zone; Lord of the worlds, make all the lands Thine own: Lord of the worlds, make all the lands Thine own! Lord of the lands, beneath Thy bending skies, On field and flood, where’er our banner flies, Thy people lift their hearts to Thee, Their grateful voices raise: May e’er this thankful country be A temple to Thy praise. Thy will alone let all enthrone; Refrain Lord of the lands, make all our hearts Thine own: Lord of the lands, make all our hearts Thine own! Almighty Love, by Thy mysterious power, In wisdom guide, with faith and freedom dower; Be ours a nation evermore That no oppression blights, Where justice rules from shore to shore, From lakes to mountain heights. May love alone for wrong atone; Refrain Lord of the worlds, with strong eternal hand, Hold us in honor, truth and self-command; The loyal heart, the constant mind, The courage to be true, Our wide extending empire bind, And all the earth renew. Thy Name be known through every zone; Lord of the worlds, make all the lands Thine own: Lord of the worlds, make all the lands Thine own!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 28:9

• [Mzm 28:9] When Wilt Thou Save The People?

  When wilt Thou save the people? O God of mercy, when? Not kings and lords, but nations, Not thrones and crowns, but men! Flowers of Thy heart, O God, are they; Let them not pass, like weeds, away; Their heritage a sunless day: O God, save the people! Shall crime bring crime forever, Strength aiding still the strong? Is it Thy will, O Father, That man shall toil for wrong? “No,” say Thy mountains; “No,” Thy skies; Man’s clouded sun shall brightly rise, And songs ascend, instead of sighs: O God, save the people! When wilt Thou save the people? O God of mercy, when? The people, Lord, the people, Not thrones and crowns, but men! God save the people; Thine they are, Thy children, as Thine angels fair: From vice, oppression, and despair, O God, save the people!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 33:12

• [Mzm 33:12] Blest Is The Nation Where The Lord

  Blest is the nation where the Lord Hath fixed His gracious throne, Where He reveals His heav’nly Word And calls their tribes His own. His eye with infinite survey Does the whole behold; He formed us all of equal clay And knows our feeble mold. Kings are not rescued by the force Of armies from the grave; Nor speed nor courage of a horse Can the bold rider save. Vain is the strength of beasts or men, To hope for safety thence; But holy souls from God obtain A sure and strong defense. God is their fear, and God their trust; When plagues or famine spread, His watchful eye secures the just Among ten thousand dead. Lord, let our hearts in Thee rejoice, And bless us from Thy throne; For we have made Thy Word our choice, And trust Thy grace alone.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 33:12] O God, Hear Thou The Nation’s Prayer

  O God, hear Thou the nation’s prayer, We lift our cause to Thee; We wage the holy war of Christ; We fight to make men free. Give us to build our cities pure, Salvation throned above, To shelter lowly homes from ill, And teach our hearts to love. [originally, And tune our mills with love] Give us to guide the alien feet, To teach the brother’s way, To save our motherhood from need; To guard our children’s play. May visions call and faith enflame, And banish lust and greed; O God, make Thou our home to be [originally, Make Thou America to be] A land of soulful deed.

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• [Mzm 33:12] O Happy Natio

  O happy nation, where the Lord Reveals the treasure of His Word, And builds His church, His earthly throne! His eye the heathen world surveys, He formed their hearts, He knows their ways; But God their Maker is unknown. Let kings rely upon their host, And of his strength the champion boast; In vain they boast, in vain rely; In vain we trust the brutal force, Or speed, or courage, of a horse, To guard his rider or to fly. The eye of Thy compassion, Lord, Doth more secure defense afford When death or dangers threatening stand; Thy watchful eye preserves the just, Who make Thy Name their fear and trust, When wars or famine waste the land. In sickness, or the bloody field, Thou our Physician, Thou our Shield, Send us salvation from Thy throne: We wait to see Thy goodness shine; Let us rejoice in help divine, For all our hope is God alone.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 33:12] O Lord, Our God, Thy Mighty Hand

  O Lord, our God, Thy mighty hand Hath made our country free; From all her broad and happy land May worship rise to Thee. Fulfill the promise of her youth, Her liberty defend; By law and order, love and truth, America, America, befriend! The strength of every state increase In Union’s golden chain; Her thousand cities fill with peace, Her million fields with grain. The virtues of her mingled blood In one new people blend, By unity and brotherhood, America, America, befriend! O suffer not her feet to stray; But guide her untaught might, That she may walk in peaceful day, And lead the world in light. Bring down the proud, lift up the poor, Unequal ways amend. By justice, nationwide and sure, America, America, befriend! Through all the waiting land proclaim Thy gospel of goodwill; And may the joy of Jesus’ Name In every bosom thrill. O’er hill, and vale, from sea to sea, Thy holy reign extend; By faith and hope and charity, America, America, befriend!

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Mazmur 74:2

• [Mzm 74:2] Great God Of Abraham!

  Great God of Abraham! hear our prayer Let Abraham’s seed Thy mercy share; O may they now at length return, And look on Him they pierced, and mourn. Remember Jacob’s flock of old; Bring home the wanderers to Thy fold; Remember too Thy promised word, “Israel at last shall seek the Lord.” Though outcasts still, estranged from Thee, Cut off from their own olive tree; Why should they longer such remain? For Thou canst graft them in again. Lord, put Thy law within their hearts, And write it in their inward parts; The veil of darkness rend in two, Which hides Messiah from their view. Oh! haste the day, foretold so long, When Jew and Greek, a glorious throng, One house shall seek, one prayer shall pour, And one Redeemer shall adore!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 79:1

• [Mzm 79:1] In Thy Heritage The Heathen

  In Thy heritage the heathen Now, O God, triumphant stand; They defile Thy holy temple, They destroy Thy chosen land; Ruthless, they have slain Thy servants, They have caused Thy saints to mourn; In the sight of all about us We endure reproach and scorn. O how long against Thy people Shall Thine anger burn, O Lord? On Thine enemies, the heathen, Be Thine indignation poured; Smite the kingdoms that defy Thee, Calling not upon Thy Name; They have long devoured Thy people And have swept Thy land with flame. O remember not against us Evil by our fathers wrought; Haste to help us in Thy mercy Near to ruin we are brought; Help us, God of our salvation, For the glory of Thy Name; For Thy Name’s sake come and save us, Take away our sin and shame. Let Thy foes no longer scorn Thee, Now avenge Thy servants slain; Loose the prisoner, save the dying, All Thine enemies restrain; Then Thy flock, Thy chosen people, Unto Thee their thanks shall raise, And to every generation We will sing Thy glorious praise.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 79:1] Remember Not, O God

  Remember not, O God, The sins of long ago; In tender mercy visit us, Distressed and humbled low. O Lord, our Savior, help, And glorify Thy Name; Deliver us from all our sins, And take away our shame. In Thy compassion hear Thy prisoner’s plaintive sigh, And in the greatness of Thy power Save those about to die. Then, safe within Thy fold, We will exalt Thy Name; Our thankful hearts with songs of joy Thy goodness will proclaim.

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  source: Cyberhymnal