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Lukas 23:39-43

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Kisah Para Rasul 2:23-24

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Lukas 23:39-43

• [Luk 23:42] Jesus, Thou Art The Sinner’s Friend

  Jesus, Thou art the sinner’s Friend; As such I look to Thee; Now, in the fullness of Thy love, O Lord, remember me. Remember Thy pure Word of grace, Remember Calvary’s tree, Remember all Thy dying groans, And then remember me. Thou wondrous Advocate with God, I yield my soul to Thee; While Thou art pleading on the throne, Dear Lord, remember me. Lord, I am guilty, I am vile, But Thy salvation’s free; Then, in Thine all abounding grace, Dear Lord, remember me. Howe’er forsaken or despised, Howe’er oppressed I be, Howe’er forgotten here on earth, Do Thou remember me. And when I close my eyes in death, And human help shall flee, Then, then, my dear redeeming God, O then remember me.

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• [Luk 23:42] Lord, When Thy Kingdom Comes

  “Lord, when Thy kingdom comes, remember me”; Thus spake the dying lips to dying ears; O faith, which in that darkest hour could see The promised glory of the far off years! No kingly sign declares that glory now, No ray of hope lights up that awful hour; A thorny crown surrounds the bleeding brow, The hands are stretched in weakness, not in power. Yet hear the word the dying Savior saith, “Thou too shalt rest in Paradise today”; O words of love to answer words of faith! O words of hope for those who live to pray! Lord, when with dying lips my prayer is said, Grant that in faith Thy kingdom I may see; And, thinking on Thy cross and bleeding head, May breathe my parting words, “Remember me.” Remember me, but not my shame or sin; Thy cleansing blood hath washed them all away; Thy precious death for me did pardon win; Thy blood redeemed me in that awful day. Remember me, yet how canst Thou forget What pain and anguish I have caused to Thee, The cross, the agony, the bloody sweat, And all the sorrow Thou didst bear for me? Remember me, and, ere I pass away, Speak Thou th’assuring word that sets us free, And make Thy promise to my heart, “Today Thou too shalt rest in Paradise with Me.”

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• [Luk 23:43] Dying Robber Raised His Aching Brow, The

  The dying robber raised his aching brow To claim the dying Lord for company; And heard, in answer to his trembling bow, The promise of the King: Thou—even thou— Today shalt be in Paradise with me. We, too, the measure of our guilt confess, Knowing Thy mercy, Lord, our only plea; That we, like him, through judgment and distress, For all the weight of our unworthiness May win our way to Paradise with Thee. But so bewildered is our failing heart, So dim the luster of Thy royalty, We hardly know Thee, Lord, for what Thou art, Till we begin to take the better part And lose ourselves in Paradise with Thee. Then lift our eyes, dear Lord, from this poor dross, To see Thee reigning in humility, The King of love; that, wresting gain from loss, We, too, may climb the ladder of the cross, To find our home in Paradise with Thee.

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• [Luk 23:43] Father Of Spirits, Whose Divine Control

  Father of spirits, whose divine control Doth bind the soul and body into one; Thou wilt restore this body now undone; For once it was the mansion of a soul, Where dwelt the glowing wisdom of Thy Son. Thou, Maker of the body, dost ordain That this Thine image, molded by Thy will, Our every hope in glory shall fulfill; So, till the body Thou dost build again, Thou wilt preserve the spirit freed from ill. In that blest region shall this spirit dwell Where flowers undying bloom on every side: For lo, we trust Thy Word, O Crucified, When in Thy triumph over death and hell, The thief forgiven took Thee for his Guide. Our brother goeth by the shining way, That ever to the faithful open lies: Lord, train Thy servant now in Paradise, And bless him in his fatherland, we pray, Till Thou shalt bid his body to arise. Our sister goeth by the shining way, That ever to the faithful open lies: Lord, train Thy servant now in Paradise, And bless her in her fatherland, we pray, Till Thou shalt bid her body to arise.

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• [Luk 23:43] Hand That Was Nailed To The Cross, The

  The hand that was nailed to the cross of woe, In love reaches out to the world below; ’Tis beckoning now to the souls that roam, And pointing the way to the heav’nly home. Refrain The hand of my Savior I see, The hand that was wounded for me; ’Twill lead me in love to the mansions above, The hand that was wounded for me! E’en now I can see, through a mist of tears, That hand still outstretched o’er the gulf of years, With healing and hope for my sin sick soul, One touch of its finger will make me whole! Refrain The hand that wrought wonders in days of old, Holds treasure more precious than gems or gold, The price of redemption from sin and shame, The gift of salvation through Jesus’ Name. Refrain

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• [Luk 23:43] It Is Finished! Blessed Jesus

  It is finished! Blessèd Jesus, Thou hast breathed Thy latest sigh, Teaching us the sons of Adam How the Son of God can die. Lifeless lies the broken body, Hidden in its rocky bed, Laid aside like folded garment: Where is now the Spirit fled? In the gloomy realms of darkness Shines a light unknown before, For the Lord of dead and living Enters at the open door. See! He comes, a willing Victim, Unresisting hither led; Passing from the cross of sorrow To the mansions of the dead. Lo! the heavenly light around Him Ad He draws His people near; All amazed they stand rejoicing At the gracious words they hear. For Himself proclaims the story Of His own incarnate life, And the death He died to save us, Victor in that awful strife. Patriarch and priest and prophet Gather round Him as He stands, In adoring faith and gladness, Hearing of the piercèd hands. Oh, the bliss to which He calls them, Ransomed by His precious blood, From the gloomy realms of darkness To the paradise of God! There in lowliest joy and wonder Stands the robber at His side, Reaping now the blessèd promise Spoken by the Crucified. Jesus, Lord of dead and living, Let Thy mercy rest on me; Grant me, too, when life is finished, Rest in paradise with Thee.

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• [Luk 23:43] Saints Of God! Their Conflict Past, The

  The saints of God! their conflict past, And life’s long battle won at last, No more they need the shield or sword, They cast them down before their Lord: O happy saints! forever blest, At Jesus feet’ how safe your rest! The saints of God! their wand’rings done, No more their weary course they run, No more they faint, no more they fall, No foes oppress, no fears appall: O happy saints! forever blest, In that dear home how sweet your rest! The saints of God! life’s voyage o’er, Safe landed on that blissful shore, No stormy tempests now they dread, No roaring billows lift their head: O happy saints! forever blest, In that calm haven of your rest! The saints of God their vigil keep, While yet their mortal bodies sleep, Till from the dust they too shall rise And soar triumphant to the skies: O happy saints! rejoice and sing: He quickly comes, your Lord and King! O God of saints! to Thee we cry; O Savior! plead for us on high; O Holy Ghost! our Guide and Friend, Grant us Thy grace till life shall end; That with all the saints our rest may be In that bright paradise with Thee!

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Yohanes 12:32

• [Yoh 12:32] Above The Trembling Elements

  Above the trembling elements, Above life’s restless sea, Dear Savior, lift my spirit up, O lift me up to Thee! Great calmness there, sweet patience, too, Upon Thy face I see; I would be calm and patient, Lord, O lift me up to Thee! I am not weary of Thy work, From earth I would not flee; But while I walk and while I serve, O lift me up to Thee! That I may bless my tender friends, And those who love not me; But while I walk and while I serve, O lift me up to Thee! Whatever falls of good or ill, Thy hand, Thy care I see, And while these varied dealings pass, O lift me up to Thee! And when my eyes close for the last, Still this my prayer shall be: Dear Savior, lift my spirit up, And lift me up to Thee!

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• [Yoh 12:32] Draw Thou My Soul, O Christ

  Draw Thou my soul, O Christ, closer to Thine; Breathe into every wish Thy will divine; Raised my low self above, won by Thy deathless love, Ever, O Christ, through mine let Thy life shine. Lead forth my soul, O Christ, one with Thine own, Joyful to follow Thee through paths unknown; In Thee my strength renew; give me Thy work to do; Through me Thy truth be shown, Thy love made known. Not for myself alone may my prayer be; Lift Thou Thy world, O Christ, closer to Thee; Cleanse it from guilt and wrong; teach it salvation’s song Till earth, as Heaven, fulfills God’s holy will.

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• [Yoh 12:32] Drawn To The Cross

  Drawn to the cross, which Thou has blest With healing gifts for souls distressed, To find in Thee my life, my rest, Christ Crucified, I come. Thou knowest all my griefs and fears, Thy grace abused, my misspent years; Yet now to Thee with contrite tears, Christ Crucified, I come. Wash me and take away each stain; Let nothing of my sin remain. For cleansing, tho’ it be thro’ pain, Christ Crucified, I come. And then for work to do for Thee, Which shall so sweet a service be That angels well might envy me, Christ Crucified, I come.

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• [Yoh 12:32] Lift Him Up (oatman)

  How to reach the masses, men of every birth, For an answer, Jesus gave the key: “And I, if I be lifted up from the earth, Will draw all men unto Me.” Refrain Lift Him up, Lift Him up, Still He speaks from eternity: “And I, if I be lifted up from the earth, Will draw all men unto Me.” Oh! the world is hungry for the Living Bread, Lift the Savior up for them to see; Trust Him, and do not doubt the words that He said, “I’ll draw all men unto Me.” Refrain Don’t exalt the preacher, don’t exalt the pew, Preach the Gospel simple, full and free; Prove Him and you will find that promise is true, “I’ll draw all men unto Me.” Refrain Lift Him up by living as a Christian ought, Let the world in you the Savior see; Then men will gladly follow Him Who once taught, “I’ll draw all men unto Me.” Refrain

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• [Yoh 12:32] Lift Him Up (warren)

  Lift Him up, ’tis He that bids you, Let the dying look and live, To all weary, thirsting sinners, Living waters will He give; And though once so meek and lowly, Yet the Prince of Heav’n was He; And the blind, who grope in darkness, Through the blood of Christ shall see. Refrain Lift Him up, the risen Savior, High amid the waiting throng; Lift Him up, ’tis He that speaketh, Now He bids you flee from wrong. Lift Him up, this precious Savior, Let the multitude behold; They with willing hearts shall seek Him, He will draw them to His fold; They shall gather from the wayside, Hastening on with joyous feet, And shall bear the cross of Jesus, And shall find salvation sweet. Refrain Lift Him up in all His glory, ’Tis the Son of God on high; Lift Him up, His love shall draw them, E’en the careless shall draw nigh; Let them hear again the story Of the cross, the death of shame; And from tongue to tongue repeat it; Mighty throngs shall bless His Name. Refrain O then lift Him up in singing, Lift the Savior up in prayer; He, the glorious Redeemer, All the sins of men did bear; Yes, the young shall bow before Him, And the old their voices raise; All the deaf shall hear hosannah; And the dumb shall shout His praise. Refrain

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• [Yoh 12:32] O My Savior, Lifted

  O my Savior, lifted From the earth for me, Draw me, in Thy mercy, Nearer unto Thee. Lift my earthbound longings, Fix them, Lord, above; Draw me with the magnet Of Thy mighty love. Lord, Thine arms are stretching Ever far and wide, To enfold Thy children To Thy loving side. And I come, O Jesus; Dare I turn away? No! Thy love hath conquered, And I come today. Bringing all my burdens, Sorrow, sin, and care, At Thy feet I lay them And I leave them there.

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Yohanes 19:30

• [Yoh 19:30] All Is O’er, The Pain, The Sorrow

  All is o’er, the pain, the sorrow, Human taunts and fiendish spite; Death shall be despoiled tomorrow Of the prey he grasps tonight; Yet awhile, His own to save, Christ must linger in the grave. Dark and still the cell that holds Him, While in brief repose He lies; Deep the slumber that enfolds Him, Veiled awhile from mortal eyes; Slumber such as needs must be After hard won victory. Fierce and deadly was the anguish Which on yonder cross He bore; How did soul and body languish Till the toil of death was o’er: But that toil, so fierce and dread, Bruised and crushed the serpent’s head. All night long, with plaintive voicing, Chant His requiem soft and low: Loftier strains of loud rejoicing From tomorrow’s harps shall flow: “Death and hell at length are slain! Christ hath triumphed! Christ doth reign!”

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• [Yoh 19:30] All The Sacrifice Is Ended

  All the sacrifice is ended, Breathed His body’s latest breath, And His human Soul hath wended Where the weary rest beneath; Christ as Man hath comprehended All the human law of death! Yet not there His Soul remaineth Nor His body in the tomb: Lo! what sudden glory gaineth Quick dominion o’er the gloom! Yea, o’er death and hell He reigneth Bursting back the gates of doom! Manifold the attestation Brethren tell the marvel o’er, And the soldiers from their station, And the angels at the door, And His own Word’s revelation, “Lo! I live for evermore.” Hail, thou morn of resurrection, Primal holy Easter Day! Now the hours of deep dejection ’Neath the night-clouds’ dark array, Foes’ reviling, friends’ defection, In thy glory pass away! Now He lives and reigns for ever! That we too may enter in Where eternal life shall never Taste of sorrow or of sin, Where from Him no death shall sever Those He vanquished death to win. Savior! in our night of weeping Tell us of the joyful morn, Guard our souls, their vigil keeping In the hours of hate and scorn Raise us falling, wake us sleeping, Till our Easter Day be born.

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• [Yoh 19:30] From The Cross

  From the cross uplifted high, Where the Savior deigns to die, What melodious sounds we hear, Bursting on the ravished ear! “Love’s redeeming work is done— Come and welcome! sinner, come! Sprinkled now with blood the throne; Why beneath thy burdens groan? On My piercèd body laid, Justice owns the ransom paid: Bow the knee, and kiss the Son, Come and welcome, sinner, come. “Spread for thee, the festal board See with richest bounty stored; To thy Father’s bosom pressed, Thou shalt be a child confessed, Never from His house to roam; Come and welcome! sinner, come! “Soon the days of life shall end— Lo, I come—your Savior, Friend! Safe your spirit to convey To the realms of endless day, Up to My eternal home— Come and welcome! sinner, come!”

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• [Yoh 19:30] It Is Finished (gillett)

  It is finished! Christ hath known All the life of men wayfaring; Human joys and sorrows sharing, Making human needs His own. Lord, in us Thy life renewing, Lead us where Thy feet have trod, Till, the way of truth pursuing, Human souls find rest in God. It is finished! Christ is slain, On the altar of creation, Offering for a world’s salvation Sacrifice of love and pain. Lord, Thy love through pain revealing, Purge our passions, scourge our vice, Till, upon the tree of healing, Self is slain in sacrifice. It is finished! Christ our King Wins the victor’s crown of glory; Sun and stars recite His story, Floods and fields His triumph sing. Lord, whose praise the world is telling, Lord, to Whom all power is given, By Thy death, hell’s armies quelling, Bring Thy saints to reign in Heav’n.

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• [Yoh 19:30] It Is Finished (proctor)

  Nothing, either great or small— Nothing, sinner, no; Jesus died and paid it all, Long, long ago. Refrain “It is finished!” yes, indeed, Finished, ev’ry jot; Sinner, this is all you need, Tell me, is it not? Refrain When He, from His lofty throne, Stooped to do and die, Ev’rything was fully done; Hearken to His cry! Refrain Weary, working, burdened one, Wherefore toil you so? Cease your doing; all was done Long, long ago. Refrain Till to Jesus’ work you cling By a simple faith, “Doing” is a deadly thing— “Doing” ends in death. Refrain Cast your deadly “doing” down— Down at Jesus’ feet; Stand in Him, in Him alone, Gloriously complete. Refrain

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• [Yoh 19:30] ’tis Finished! So The Savior Cried

  ’Tis finished! so the Savior cried, And meekly bowed His head and died; ’Tis finished—yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. “’Tis finished—all that Heaven decreed, And all the ancient prophets said, Is now fulfilled, as was designed, In Me the Savior of mankind.” ’Tis finished—Heaven is reconciled, And all the powers of darkness spoiled. Peace, love, and happiness again Return and dwell with sinful men. ’Tis finished—let all the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round: ’Tis finished—let the echo fly Thro’ Heav’n and hell, thro’ earth and sky.

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• [Yoh 19:30] ’tis Finished! The Messiah Dies

  ’Tis finished! The Messiah dies, Cut off for sins, but not His own: Accomplished is the sacrifice, The great redeeming work is done. ’Tis finished! all the debt is paid; Justice divine is satisfied; The grand and full atonement made; God for a guilty world hath died. The veil is rent in Christ alone; The living way to Heaven is seen; The middle wall is broken down, And all mankind may enter in. The types and figures are fulfilled; Exacted is the legal pain; The precious promises are sealed; The spotless Lamb of God is slain. The reign of sin and death is o’er, And all may live from sin set free; Satan hath lost his mortal power; ’Tis swallowed up in victory. Saved from the legal curse I am, My Savior hangs on yonder tree: See there the meek, expiring Lamb! ’Tis finished! He expires for me. Accepted in the Well-beloved, And clothed in righteousness divine, I see the bar to heaven removed; And all Thy merits, Lord, are mine. Death, hell, and sin are now subdued; All grace is now to sinners given; And lo, I plead the atoning blood, And in Thy right I claim Thy Heaven!

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Kisah Para Rasul 2:32-36

• [Kis 2:36] I Love To Think That Jesus Saw

  I love to think that Jesus saw The same bright sun that shines today; It gave Him light to do His work, And smiled upon His play. The same white moon with silver face That sails across the sky at night, He used to see in Galilee, And watch it with delight. The same great God that hears my prayers Heard His, when Jesus knelt to pray; He is my Father, who will keep His child through every day.
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• [Kis 2:36] We Worship Thee, O Crucified

  We worship Thee, O Crucified! What glories didst Thou lay aside; What depth of human grief and sin Didst Thou consent to languish in, That through atoning blood outpoured Our broken peace might be restored! We mourn that e’er our hearts should be One with a world that loves not Thee; That with the crowd we passed Thee by, And saw, but did not feel, Thee die. Not till we knew our guilt and shame Did we esteem our Savior’s Name. Though with our shame we shunned the light, Thou didst not leave us in the night; We were not left in sin to stray Unsought, unloved, from Thee away; For from Thy cross irradiates A power that saves and recreates. O loved above all earthly love, To Thee our hearts adoring move; Thy boundless mercies yearn to save And in Thy blood sin’s wounds to lave. O speed the day when men shall see That human hopes are all in Thee.

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