Himne Indonesia
Mazmur 89:45-47
Kidung Jemaat
Siang, Malam, Musim, Tahun [KJ.331]
1. Siang, malam, musim, tahun gilir ganti melenyap; bayang-
bayangnya berlalu, tiada satu yang tetap. Hidup kita menjalani
jangka waktu dunia; tak terulang yang terjadi, tinggal tanggung jawabnya.
2. Orang hidup ditinggalkan oleh pendahulunya, kita pun menuju
makam yang fana. Dari bumi kita lahir dan kembali padaNya;
tanpa rahmat yang ilahi, apakah manusia?
Pkh 1:4
Mzm 89:48-49
Kej 3:19
Mzm 103:14
Mzm 144:3-4
3. Sungguh, Allah mengasihi dunia ciptaanNya: dalam PutraNya
sendiri Ia tinggal beserta. Yang percaya kepadaNya, tak binasa
tenggelam, tapi hidup selamanya dalam Dia yang menang.
Yoh 3:16
Mat 1:23
4. Walau zaman menghanyutkan tiap hal di dunia, pengasihanMu,
ya Tuhan, untuk s'lama-lamanya! Di segala perubahan, dalam
duka apapun, dalam Kristus aku aman: kau menjadi Bapaku!
Mzm 90:5-10
Mzm 103:15-18
Yes 40:6-8
5. Bapa, Sumber pengasihan, Bapa dalam t'rang dan g'lap. Bapa
dalam kematian, pun di kubur yang senyap, setiaMu tak berubah,
kasihMu tetap teguh: Bapa, kepadaMu jua kuserahkan diriku.
6. Siang, malam, musim, tahun, biar kamu melenyap; dalam suka
dan dukaku rahmat Allahku tetap! TanganNya menuntun daku
lewat zaman dunia dan akhirnya 'ku selalu tinggal dalam rumahNya.Mzm 31:16
Mzm 23:6
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Himne Inggris
Mazmur 102:11
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[Mzm 102:11] A Few More Years Shall Roll
A few more years shall roll,
A few more seasons come,
And we shall be with those that rest
Asleep within the tomb;
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that great day.Refrain
O wash me in Thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.A few more suns shall set
O’er these dark hills of time,
And we shall be where suns are not
A far serener clime:
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that blest day.Refrain
A few more storms shall beat
On this wild rocky shore,
And we shall be where tempests cease,
And surges swell no more;
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that calm day.Refrain
A few more struggles here,
A few more partings o’er,
A few more toils, a few more tears,
And we shall weep no more:
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that bright day.Refrain
A few more Sabbaths here
Shall cheer us on our way,
And we shall reach the endless rest,
Th’eternal Sabbath day;
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that sweet day.Refrain
’Tis but a little while,
And He shall come again
Who died that we might live, who lives
That we with Him may reign;
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that glad day.Refrain
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[Mzm 102:11] Hark! How Time’s Wide Sounding Bell
Hark! how time’s wide sounding bell
Strikes on each attentive ear!
Tolling loud the solemn knell
Of the late departed year:
Years, like mortals, wear away,
Have their birth, and dying day;
Youthful spring, and wintry age,
Then to others quit the stage.Sad experience may relate
What a year the last has been!
Crops of sorrow have been great,
From the fruitful seeds of sin:
O! what numbers gay and blithe,
Fell by death’s unsparing scythe?
While they thought the world their own,
Suddenly he mowed them down.See how war, with dreadful stride,
Marches at the Lord’s command,
Spreading desolation wide,
Through a once much-favored land:
War, with heart and arms of steel,
Preys on thousands at a meal;
Daily drinking human gore,
Still he thirsts, and calls for more.If the God, whom we provoke,
Hither should His way direct;
What a sin-avenging stroke
May a land, like this, expect!
They who now securely sleep,
Quickly then, would wake and weep;
And too late would learn to fear,
When they saw the danger near.You are safe, who know His love,
He will all His truth perform;
To your souls a refuge prove
From the rage of every storm:
But we tremble for the youth;
Teach them, Lord, Thy saving truth;
Join them to Thy faithful few,
Be to them a Refuge too.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 102:11] My Days Are Gliding Swiftly By
My days are gliding swiftly by;
And I, a pilgrim stranger,
Would not detain them as they fly,
Those hours of toil and labor.Refrain
For, oh! we stand on Jordan’s strand;
Our friends are passing over;
And, just before, the shining shore
We may almost discover.We’ll gird our loins, my brethren dear,
Our distant home discerning:
Our waiting Lord has left us word,
Let ev’ry lamp be burning.Refrain
Should coming days be cold and dark,
We need not cease our singing:
That perfect rest naught can molest,
Where golden harps are ringing.Refrain
Let sorrow’s rudest tempest blow,
Each cord on earth to sever:
Our King says, “Come,” and there’s our home,
Forever, oh! forever.Refrain
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[Mzm 102:11] My Span Of Life Will Soon Be Done
My span of life will soon be done,
The passing moments say;
As lengthening shadows o’er the mead
Proclaim the close of day.O that my heart might dwell aloof
From all created things,
And learn that wisdom from above
Whence true contentment springs!Courage, my soul! thy bitter cross,
In every trial here,
Shall bear thee to thy heaven above,
But shall not enter there.Courage, my soul, on God rely;
Deliverance soon will come;
A thousand ways has Providence
To bring believers home.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 102:11] Twilight Is Falling
Twilight is falling over the sea,
Shadows are stealing dark on the lea;
Borne on the night winds, voices of yore
Come from the far off shore.Refrain
Far away beyond the starlit skies,
Where the love-light never, never dies,
Gleameth a mansion, filled with delight,
Sweet happy home so bright!Voices of loved ones, songs of the past,
Still linger round me while life shall last;
Lonely I wander, sadly I roam,
Seeking that far off home.Refrain
Come in the twilight, come, come to me!
Bringing some message over the sea,
Cheering my pathway while here I roam,
Seeking that far off home.Refrain
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[Mzm 102:11] Sunset Gate, The
I am trav’ling tow’rd the sunset gate,
I’m a pilgrim going home;
For the glow of eventide I wait,
I’m a pilgrim going home.Refrain
Evening bells I seem to hear
As the sunset gate draws near!
Evening bells I seem to hear
As the sunset gate draws near!There is tranquil rest when day is done,
I shall lay me down in peace;
When the end is reached at set of sun,
I shall lay me down in peace.Refrain
By the side of those most near and dear,
I shall drop life’s toil and care;
When the Master’s tender voice I hear,
I shall drop life’s toil and care.Refrain
I shall rise again at morning dawn,
I shall put on glory then;
With the shadowy veil of death undrawn,
I shall put on glory then.Refrain
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[Mzm 102:11] When On My Day Of Life
When on my day of life the night is falling,
And in the winds, from unsunned spaces blown,
I hear far voices out of darkness calling
My feet to paths unknown.Thou, who hast made my home of life so pleasant,
Leave not its tenant when its walls decay;
O Love divine, O Helper ever present,
Be Thou my strength and stay!Be near me when all else is from me drifting—
Earth, sky, home’s pictures, days of shade and shine,
And kindly faces to my own uplifting
The love which answers mine.I have but Thee, my Father; let Thy Spirit
Be with me then to comfort and uphold;
No gate of pearl, no branch of palm I merit,
Nor street of shining gold.Suffice it if—my good and ill unreckoned,
And both forgiven through Thy abounding grace—
I find myself by hands familiar beckoned
Unto my fitting place.Some humble door among Thy many mansions,
Some sheltering shade where sin and striving cease,
And flows forever through heaven’s green expansions
The river of Thy peace.There from the music round about me stealing
I fain would learn the new and holy song,
And find at last, beneath Thy trees of healing,
The life for which I long.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 102:11] While With Ceaseless Course The Sun
While with ceaseless course the sun
Hasted through the former year,
Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here;
Fixed in an eternal fate,
They have done with all below;
We a little longer wait,
But how little—none can know.As the wingèd arrow flies
Speedily the mark to find;
As the lightning from the skies
Darts, and leaves no trace behind;
Swiftly thus our fleeting days
Bear us down life’s rapid stream;
Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise,
All below is but a dream.Thanks for mercies past receive,
Pardon of our sins renew;
Teach us, henceforth, how to live
With eternity in view:
Bless Thy Word to young and old,
Fill us with a Savior’s love;
And when life’s short tale is told,
May we dwell with Thee above.Play source: Cyberhymnal
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