Himne Indonesia

Kolose 1:12-14

Wahyu 2:10

Wahyu 12:9-12

Himne Inggris

Zakharia 3:1-2

• [Za 3:2] Arise, My Ten’drest Thoughts, Arise

  Arise, my tend’rest thoughts, arise, To torrents melt my streaming eyes; And thou, my heart, with anguish feel Those evils which thou canst not heal. See human nature sunk in shame! See scandals poured on Jesus’ Name! The Father wounded thro’ the Son; The world abused, the soul undone! See the short course of vain delight, Closing in everlasting night— In flames that no abatement know, Tho’ briny tears forever flow. My God, I feel the mournful scene! My bowels yearn o’er dying men! And fain my pity would reclaim And snatch the firebrands from the flame.

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Kolose 1:12-14

• [Kol 1:12] For Thy Dear Saints

  For Thy dear saints, O Lord, [or, For Thy dear saint, O Lord,] Who strove in Thee to live, Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored, Our grateful hymn receive. They all in life and death, With Thee their Lord in view, Learned from Thy Holy Spirit’s breath To suffer and to do. Thine earthly members fit To join Thy saints above, In one communion ever knit, One fellowship of love. Jesus, Thy Name we bless, And humbly pray that we May follow them in holiness, Who lived and died for Thee.

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• [Kol 1:14] His Blood Availed For Me

  There’s a crimson tide from the Savior’s side, And it purgeth all who plunge therein; O its healing stream doth the soul redeem, And it cleanseth from all sin. Refrain Hallelujah! Hallelujah! It cleansed my heart and made me free; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! His blood availed for me. There’s a boundless sea flowing full and free, From the cross where Jesus bled and died; O its precious flow washes white as snow, And its mercies e’er abide. Refrain From the contrite heart He doth ne’er depart, But He offers pardon o’er and o’er; He the sins doth roll from the burdened soul, And remembers them no more. Refrain

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Wahyu 2:10

• [Why 2:10] Be Firm And Be Faithful

  Be firm and be faithful; desert not the right; The brave become bolder the darker the night. Then up and be doing, though cowards may fail; Thy duty pursuing, dare all and prevail. If scorn be thy portion, if hatred and loss, If stripes or a prison, remember the cross. God watches above thee, and He will requite; Forsake those that love thee, but never the right.
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• [Why 2:10] Fear Not, O Little Flock

  Fear not, O little flock, the foe Who madly seeks your overthrow; Dread not his rage and power; What though your courage sometimes faints, His seeming triumph o’er God’s saints Lasts but a little hour. Be of good cheer; your cause belongs To Him who can avenge your wrongs; Leave it to Him our Lord. Though hidden yet from all our eyes, He sees the Gideon who shall rise; To save us, and His word. As true as God’s own word is true, Not earth nor hell with all their crew Against us shall prevail. A jest and by-word are they grown; God is with us, we are His own, Our victory cannot fail. Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our prayer! Great Captain, now Thine arm make bare; Fight for us once again1 So shall thy saints and martyrs raise A mighty chorus to Thy praise, World without end.

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• [Why 2:10] From The Cross To The Crown

  Be strong and courageous whate’er may befall, We know our Redeemer will answer our call; Tho’ sorrow and trials are weighing us down, Yet hope looks away from the cross to the crown. Refrain From the cross to the crown let us follow our Lord, From the cross to the crown let us cling to His Word; Tho’ sorrow and trials are weighing us down, Yet faith leads us on from the cross to the crown! His cup of affliction was filled to the brim, And are we not willing to suffer for Him? The robe of His glory for us He laid down, To show us the path from the cross to the crown. Refrain This life is a conflict, a battle with sin, Yet trusting in Jesus thro’ grace we shall win; The world may oppose us, the tempter may frown, Yet faith leadeth on from the cross to the crown. Refrain Tho’ friends that are dearest have gone from our sight, ’Tis only to enter the mansions of light; Their warfare is over, their burdens laid down, How short was their path from the cross to the crown! Refrain

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• [Why 2:10] I Will Trade The Old Cross For A Crown

  I shall not bear the cross thro’ yon city When the burdens of life are laid down. When I knock on the portals of Heaven I will trade the old cross for a crown. Refrain Yes, I’ll trade the old cross for a crown, When the burdens of life are laid down. When the pearl gates for me shall swing open, I will trade the old cross for a crown. Tho’ the cross oftentimes has been heavy, And oft fortune on me seems to frown, But how happy I’ll be over yonder When I trade the old cross for a crown. Refrain Oft, my bark has been tossed on life’s billows, And each wave tries my vessel to drown. But no storm cloud can harm me forever When I trade the old cross for a crown. Refrain Ev’ry cross that I bear for my Savior Will at last, when He calls, be laid down, And my sorrows will all be forgotten When I trade the old cross for a crown. Refrain

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• [Why 2:10] Laurels, Fresh Laurels

  Laurels, fresh laurels, for the Sunday School we bring; They will bloom in fadeless verdure Through a calm eternal spring; Then gladly hail with a pure delight, Oh, hail our beautiful wreath so bright; Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” for the Sunday School, for the Sunday School, Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” for the Sunday School we bring. Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” for the Sunday School to wear; All may win the precious garland, All the flaming crown may wear; The smile of hope and the dew of prayer, Has made this beautiful wreath so fair. Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” for the Sunday School, for the Sunday School, Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” for the Sunday School to wear. Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” then awake the song anew. They will make you good and gentle, You will love and praise them, too; Oh, meet in heaven the heart so true, That twined the beautiful wreath for you. Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” then awake the song, then awake the song. Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” then awake the song so new.

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• [Why 2:10] Let Our Choir New Anthems Raise

  Let our choir new anthems raise, wake the morn with gladness; God Himself to joy and praise turns the martyrs’ sadness: Bright the day that won their crown, opened heav’ns bright portal, As they laid the mortal down and put on th’immortal. Never flinched they from the flame, from the torture never; Vain the foeman’s sharpest aim, Satan’s best endeavor: For by faith they saw the land decked in all its glory, Where triumphant now they stand with the victor’s story. Faith they had that knew not shame, love that could not languish; And eternal hope o’ercame momentary anguish. Up and follow, Christian men! Press through toil and sorrow; Spurn the night of fear, and then, O the glorious morrow!

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• [Why 2:10] O Brother, Be Faithful

  O brother, be faithful! Soon Jesus will come, For whom we have waited so long; O, soon we shall enter our glorious home, And join in the conqueror’s song. O brother, be faithful! For why should we prove Unfaithful to Him who hath shown Such deep, such unbounded and infinite love— Who died to redeem us His own. O brother, be faithful! The city of gold, Prepared for the good and the blest, Is waiting its portals of pearl to unfold, And welcome thee into thy rest. Then, brother, prove faithful! Not long shall we stay In weariness here, and forlorn, Time’s dark night of sorrow is wearing away, We haste to the glorious morn. O brother, be faithful! He soon will descend, Creation’s omnipotent King, While legions of angels His chariot attend, And palm wreaths of victory bring. O brother, be faithful! and soon shalt thou hear Thy Savior pronounce the glad word, “Well done, faithful servant; thy title is clear To enter the joy of thy Lord.” O brother, be faithful! Eternity’s years Shall tell for thy faithfulness now, When bright smiles of gladness shall scatter thy tears, A coronet gleam on thy brow. O brother, be faithful! The promise is sure, That waits for the faithful and tried; To reign with the ransomed, immortal and pure, And ever with Jesus abide.

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• [Why 2:10] Thou Who Thyself Didst Sanctify

  Thou Who Thyself didst sanctify, And set Thyself apart, Thy servant’s purpose ratify, The purpose of his heart. In reverence he himself would yield To be Thy soldier true, And in high places of the field Thy glorious work to do. Captain Divine, his name enroll; In token let him feel The fire from Heav’n within his soul, The ever burning zeal! Give him his armor, all of light; And with unfaltering breath, Lord, make him Thy great battle fight, And faithful be, to death! He that o’ercometh, Lord, with Thee The morning star shall own, The robe and palm of victory And the immortal crown.

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• [Why 2:10] Wear A Crown

  Bugle calls are ringing out, ?Forward? is the battle shout, See where floats the conqu’ring sign, Onward to the war divine! Refrain And when the battle’s over, we shall wear a crown, We shall wear a crown, we shall wear a crown! And when the battle’s over, we shall wear a crown In the new Jerusalem! Wear a crown, wear a crown, away over Jordan! And when the battle’s over, we shall wear a crown In the new Jerusalem! Sound the charge against the foe, Lay the hosts of error low; In His Name, victorious King, Let the song of triumph ring! Refrain Fight the fight of faith and love, Looking unto Him above; Loyal soldiers, do and dare, Your Commander’s joy to share. Refrain

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• [Why 2:10] When The Saints Are Marching In

  Thro’ the shining gate, Where the angels wait, When the saints are marching in, The redeemed shall come, And be crowned at home, When the saints are marching in. Refrain When the saints are marching in, When the saints are marching in, Joyful songs of salvation thro’ the sky shall ring, When the saints are marching in. Parted friends shall meet, On the golden street, When the saints are marching in, Spotless robes shall wear, Victor’s palms shall bear, When the saints are marching in. Refrain Ev’ry tongue and race Shall extol God’s grace, When the saints are marching in, And the blood-washed throng Shall repeat the song, When the saints are marching in. Refrain “To the Lamb once slain, But Who lives again,” When the saints are marching in, We shall offer praise Thro’ eternal days, When the saints are marching in. Refrain

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• [Why 2:10] Ye Servants Of Our Glorious King

  Ye servants of our glorious King, To Him your thankful praises bring; And tell the deeds that grace has done, The triumphs by His martyrs won. Since they were faithful to the last, Their holy struggles now are past; The bitterness of death is o’er, And theirs is bliss forevermore. The flame might scorch, the knife lay bare, And cruel beasts their members tear; No powers of earth, no powers of hell The souls that loved their Lord could quell. Forever broken is the chain That sought to bind them, but in vain; O let us strive like them to win Our freedom from the bonds of sin. O Savior, may our portion be With those who gave themselves to Thee, Through all eternity to sing All praise to Thee, the martyrs’ King.

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Wahyu 12:9-12

• [Why 12:10] Come, Kingdom Of Our God

  Come, kingdom of our God, Sweet reign of light and love! Shed peace and hope and joy abroad, And wisdom, from above. Over our spirits first Extend Thy healing reign; There raise and quench the sacred thirst That never pains again. Come, kingdom of our God! And make the broad earth Thine; Stretch o’er her lands and isles the rod That flowers with grace divine. Soon may all tribes be blest With fruit from life’s glad tree; And in its shade like brothers rest, Sons of one family. Come, kingdom of our God, And raise the glorious throne In worlds by the undying trod, When God shall bless His own.

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• [Why 12:10] To Thee And To Thy Christ, O God

  To Thee and to Thy Christ, O God, We sing, we ever sing; For He the lonely wine press trod, Our cup of joy to bring. His glorious arm the strife maintained, He marched in might from far; His robes were with the vintage stained, Red with the wine of war. To Thee and to Thy Christ, O God, We sing, we ever sing; For He invaded death’s abode, And robbed him of his sting. The house of dust enthralls no more, For He, the Strong to save, Himself doth guard that silent door, Great Keeper of the grave. To Thee and to Thy Christ, O God, We sing, we ever sing; For He hath crushed beneath His rod The world’s proud rebel king. He plunged in His imperial strength To gulfs of darkness down; He brought His trophy up at length, The foiled usurper’s crown. To Thee and to Thy Christ, O God, We sing, we ever sing; For He redeemed us with His blood From every evil thing. Thy saving strength His arm upbore, The arm that set us free: Glory, O God, forevermore Be to Thy Christ and Thee.

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