Himne Indonesia

Matius 21:33

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Mazmur 80:8-19

• [Mzm 80:15] Away! Away!

  Away! away! not a moment to linger, Haste we now with footstep free, Where those who love in the vineyard to labor, Wait for you and me. Refrain To the Sunday school rejoicing we will go, ’Tis a place where all are happy here below. Where the way of life we learn to know, And seek our home above. Away! away! where the angels are bending Lightly o’er the house of prayer. Glad hymns of praise to the Lord of the Sabbath, Sweetly echo there. Refrain Away! away! for the moments are flying, Time for us will soon be o’er; This holy day we will try to improve it, Ere its light is o’er. Refrain Away! away! not a moment to linger, Haste we now with footsteps free, Where those who love in the vineyard to labor, Wait for you and me. Refrain

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• [Mzm 80:14] Look Down Upon Us, God Of Grace

  Look down upon us, God of grace, And send from Thy most holy place The quickening Spirit all divine, On us and on this bread and wine. O may His overshadowing Make now for us this bread we bring The body of Thy Son our Lord, This cup His blood for sinners poured.
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• [Mzm 80:14] O Heavenly King, Look Down From Above

  O heavenly King, look down from above; Assist us to sing Thy mercy and love. So sweetly o’erflowing, so plenteous the store, Thou still art bestowing, and giving us more. O God of our life, we hallow Thy Name, Our business and strife is Thee to proclaim. Accept our thanksgiving for creating grace; The living, the living shall show forth Thy praise. Our Father and Lord, almighty art Thou; Preserved by Thy Word, we worship Thee now; The bountiful Donor of all we enjoy, Our tongues, to Thine honor, and lives we employ. But, oh, above all Thy kindness we praise, From sin and from thrall which saves the lost race; Thy Son Thou hast given the world to redeem, And bring us to Heaven whose trust is in Him.

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• [Mzm 80:18] O Lord Of Life, Thy Quickening Voice

  O Lord of life, Thy quickening voice, Awakes my morning song! In gladsome words I would rejoice That I to Thee belong. I see Thy light, I feel thy wind; The world it is Thy Word; Whatever wakes my heart and mind Thy presence is, my Lord. Therefore I choose my highest part, And turn my face to Thee; Therefore I stir my inmost heart To worship fervently.
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Yesaya 5:1-7

• [Yes 5:1] We Have Heard

  We have heard from the bright, the holy land; We have heard, and our hearts are glad; For we were a lonely pilgrim band, And weary, and worn, and sad. They tell us the saints have a dwelling there— No longer are homeless ones; And we know that the goodly land is fair, Where life’s pure river runs. They say green fields are waving there, That never a blight shall know; And the deserts wild are blooming fair, And the roses of Sharon grow. There are lovely birds in the bowers green, Their songs are blithe and sweet; And their warblings, gushing ever new, The angels’ harpings greet. We have heard of the palms, the robes, the crowns, And the silvery band in white. Of the city fair, with pearly gates, All radiant with light. We have heard of the angels there, and saints, With their harps of gold, how they sing; Of the mount with the fruitful tree of life, Of the leaves that healing bring. The King of that country, He is fair, He’s the joy and light of the place; In His beauty we shall behold Him there, And bask in His smiling face. We’ll be there, we’ll be there in a little while, We’ll join the pure and the blest; We’ll have the palm, the robe, the crown, And forever be at rest.

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  source: Cyberhymnal