Himne Indonesia

Lukas 1:36

Lukas 2:36

Lukas 3:14

Lukas 22:61

Lukas 24:25

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Lukas 4:34

• [Luk 4:34] We Know Thee Who Thou Art

  We know Thee Who Thou art, Lord Jesus, Mary’s Son; We know the yearnings of Thy heart To end Thy work begun. That sacred Fount of grace, ’Mid all the bliss of Heaven, Has joy whene’er we seek Thy face, And kneel to be forgiven. Brought home from ways perverse, At peace Thine arms within, We pray Thee, shield us from the curse Of falling back to sin. We dare not ask to live Henceforth from trials free; But oh! when next they tempt us, give More strength to cling to Thee. We know Thee Who Thou art, Our own redeeming Lord; Be Thou by will, and mind, and heart, Accepted, loved, adored.

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Lukas 21:4

• [Luk 21:4] Father, Bless The Gifts We Bring Thee

  Father, bless the gifts we bring Thee; Give them something kind to do; May they help someone to love Thee: Father, may we love Thee, too.
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Lukas 22:26-27

• [Luk 22:27] Toil Of Brain, Or Heart, Or Hand, The

  The toil of brain, or heart, or hand, Is man’s appointed lot; He who God’s call can understand, Will work and murmur not. Toil is no thorny crown of pain, Bound round man’s brow for sin; True souls, from it, all strength may gain, High manliness may win. O God! Who workest hitherto, Working in all we see, Fain would we be, and bear, and do, As best it pleaseth Thee. Where’er Thou sendest we will go, Nor any question ask, And what Thou biddest we will do, Whatever be the task. Our skill of hand, and strength of limb, Are not our own, but Thine; We link them to the work of Him Who made all life divine! Our brother-friend, Thy holy Son, Shared all our lot and strife; And nobly will our work be done, If molded by His life.

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Lukas 22:61

• [Luk 22:61] Jesus, Let Thy Pitying Eye

  Jesus, let Thy pitying eye Call back a wandering sheep; False to Thee, like Peter, I Would fain, like Peter, weep. Let me be by grace restored; On me be all long-suffering shown; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. Savior, Prince, enthroned above, Repentance to impart, Give me, through Thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart; Give what I have long implored, A portion of Thy grief unknown; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. See me, Savior, from above, Nor suffer me to die; Life, and happiness, and love Drop from Thy gracious eye; Speak the reconciling word, And let Thy mercy melt me down; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. Look, as when Thy languid eye Was closed that we might live; “Father,” at the point to die My Savior prayed, “forgive!” Surely, with that dying word, He turns, and looks, and cries, “’Tis done!” O my bleeding, loving Lord, Thou break’st my heart of stone!

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  source: Cyberhymnal