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Lukas 10:6

Lukas 10:11

Lukas 22:61

Lukas 22:66

Lukas 24:13

Lukas 24:25

Himne Inggris

Lukas 2:22

• [Luk 2:22] Hail To The Lord Who Comes

  Hail to the Lord Who comes, Comes to His temple gate; Not with His angel host, Not in His kingly state; No shouts proclaim Him nigh, No crowds His coming wait. But, borne upon the throne Of Mary’s gentle breast, Watched by her duteous love, In her fond arms at rest, Thus to His Father’s house He comes, the heav’nly Guest. There Joseph at her side In reverent wonder stands, And, filled with holy joy, Old Simeon in his hands Takes up the promised Child, The Glory of all lands. Hail to the great First-born Whose ransom price they pay! The Son before all worlds, The Child of man today, That He might ransom us Who still in bondage lay. O Light of all the earth, Thy children wait for Thee! Come to Thy temples here, That we, from sin set free, Before Thy Father’s face May all presented be!

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• [Luk 2:22] O Happy Day, When First Was Poured

  O happy day, when first was poured The blood of our redeeming Lord! O happy day, when first began His sufferings for sinful man! Just entered on this world of woe, His blood already learned to flow; His future death was thus expressed, And thus His early love confessed. From heaven descending to fulfill The mandates of His Father’s will, E’en now behold the victim lie, The Lamb of God, prepared to die! Lord, circumcise our hearts, we pray, Our fleshly natures purge away; Thy Name, Thy likeness may they bear: Yea, stamp Thy holy image there! O Lord, the virgin born, to Thee Eternal praise and glory be, Whom with the Father we adore, And Holy Ghost forevermore.

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Lukas 4:34-35

• [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 13:24

• [Luk 13:24] Strive Aright When God Doth Call

  Strive aright when God doth call thee, When He draws thee by His grace, Cast off all that would enthrall thee, And deter thee from the race. Wrestle, till thy zeal is burning And thy love is glowing warm, All that earth can give thee spurning, Half love will not bide the storm. Perfect truth will love to follow Watchfully our Master’s ways; Seeks not comfort poor and hollow, Looks not for reward or praise. Soldiers of the cross, take courage! Watch and war ’mid fear and pain; Daily conquering sin and sorrow, Till our King o’er earth shall reign.

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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 22:61

• [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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