Himne Indonesia

Amsal 1:1-4

Himne Inggris

Kisah Para Rasul 12:6-8

• [Kis 12:7] And Can It Be That I Should Gain?

  And can it be that I should gain An interest in the Savior’s blood? Died He for me, who caused His pain— For me, who Him to death pursued? Amazing love! How can it be, That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me? Amazing love! How can it be, That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me? ’Tis mystery all: th’Immortal dies: Who can explore His strange design? In vain the firstborn seraph tries To sound the depths of love divine. ’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore, Let angel minds inquire no more. ’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore; Let angel minds inquire no more. He left His Father’s throne above So free, so infinite His grace— Emptied Himself of all but love, And bled for Adam’s helpless race: ’Tis mercy all, immense and free, For O my God, it found out me! ’Tis mercy all, immense and free, For O my God, it found out me! Long my imprisoned spirit lay, Fast bound in sin and nature’s night; Thine eye diffused a quickening ray— I woke, the dungeon flamed with light; My chains fell off, my heart was free, I rose, went forth, and followed Thee. My chains fell off, my heart was free, I rose, went forth, and followed Thee. Still the small inward voice I hear, That whispers all my sins forgiven; Still the atoning blood is near, That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven. I feel the life His wounds impart; I feel the Savior in my heart. I feel the life His wounds impart; I feel the Savior in my heart. No condemnation now I dread; Jesus, and all in Him, is mine; Alive in Him, my living Head, And clothed in righteousness divine, Bold I approach th’eternal throne, And claim the crown, through Christ my own. Bold I approach th’eternal throne, And claim the crown, through Christ my own.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 34:11-12

• [Mzm 34:11] Come, Children, Learn To Fear The Lord

  Come, children, learn to fear the Lord And that your days be long, Let not a false or spiteful word Be found upon your tongue. Depart from mischief, practice love, Pursue the works of peace; So shall the Lord your ways approve, And set your souls at ease. His eyes awake to guard the just, His ears attend their cry; When broken spirits dwell in dust, The God of grace is nigh. What though the sorrows here they taste Are sharp and tedious too, The Lord, who saves them all at last, Is their supporter now. Evil shall smite the wicked dead; But God secures His own, Prevents the mischief when they slide, Or heals the broken bone. When desolation, like a flood, O’er the proud sinner rolls, Saints find a refuge in their God, For He redeemed their souls.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 34:11] Tried And True

  We are a band of merry children, Full of glee, full of glee, Like the springtime in its beauty, Glad are we, glad are we; Bright is the busy world around us, Bright with flowers, bright with flowers, Smiles from the sunny vale above us, Come with the hours, come with the hours. Refrain We are a band of merry, merry children, While to the Sunday school we cling, We are a band of merry, merry children, Tried and true, tried and true. Happy am I, the bird is singing, Wild and free, wild and free, While to the song with hearts we echo, So are we, so are we; O! there is joy in every blossom, We may share, we may share, While we adore the hand that made it, Pure and fair, pure and fair. Refrain Happy am I, the wind is sighing, Through the shade, through the shade; Sweet is my home the daisy murmurs, In the glade, in the glade; Thus we can say in days of childhood, Full of glee, full of glee, Blending our hearts with nature’s voices, Blest are we, blest are we. Refrain

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• [Mzm 34:11] Ye Children, Come, Give Ear To Me

  Ye children, come, give ear to me And learn Jehovah’s fear, He who would long and happy live, Let him my counsel hear. Restrain thy lips from speaking guile, From wicked speech depart, From evil turn and do the good, Seek peace with all thy heart. Jehovah’s eyes are on the just, He hearkens to their cry; Against the wicked sets His face; Their very name shall die. He hears the righteous when they cry, From trouble sets them free; He saves the broken hearted ones And those who contrite be. The Lord may suffer many griefs Upon the just to fall, But He will bring them safely through; Delivering them from all. By evil are the evil slain, And they that hate the just; But all His servants God redeems, And safe in Him they trust.

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  source: Cyberhymnal