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Kisah Para Rasul 2:10

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Kisah Para Rasul 9:3

• [Kis 9:3] We Sing The Glorious Conquest

  We sing the glorious conquest, Before Damascus’ gate, When Saul, the Church’s spoiler, Came breathing threats and hate; The rav’ning wolf rushed forward Full early to the prey; But lo! the Shepherd met him, And bound him fast today. O glory most excelling That smote across his path! O light that pierced and blinded The zealot in his wrath! O voice that spake within him The calm, reproving word! O love that sought and held him The bondman of his Lord! O Wisdom ord’ring all things In order strong and sweet, What nobler spoil was ever Cast at the Victor’s feet? What wiser master builder E’er wrought at Thine employ Than he, till now so furious Thy building to destroy? Lord, teach thy Church the lesson, Still in her darkest hour Of weakness and of danger, To trust Thy hidden power; Thy grace by ways mysterious The wrath of man can bind, And in Thy boldest foeman Thy chosen saint can find.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Kisah Para Rasul 22:20

• [Kis 22:20] First Of Martyrs, Thou Whose Name

  First of martyrs, thou whose name Doth thy golden crown proclaim, Not of flowers that fade away Weave we this thy crown today. Bright the stones which bruise thee gleam Sprinkled with thy life blood’s stream; Stars around thy sainted head Never could such radiance shed. Every wound upon thy brow Sparkles with unearthly glow; Like an angel’s is thy face Beaming with celestial grace. Oh, how blessèd first to be Slain for Him Who bled for thee; First like Him in dying hour Witness to almighty power. First to follow where He trod Through the deep Red Sea of blood; First, but in thy footsteps press Saints and martyrs numberless. Glory to the Father be, Glory, Virgin Born, to Thee, Glory to the Holy Ghost, Praised by men and heavenly host.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Kisah Para Rasul 12:7

• [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