Himne Indonesia
Mazmur 121:3
Kidung Jemaat
Pujian Malam Kunyanyikan [KJ.326]
1. Pujian malam kunyanyikan; syukur, ya Tuhan, padaMu.
Meskipun sinar surya hilang, Engkau tetap cahayaku.
Tiada sayang ibu-bapak yang menandingi sayangMu:
Tak putus 'ku Kau pelihara, Kau Sumber rahmat bagiku.
Mat 7:11
2. Dengan setia Kau menjaga, mengasuh dan membimbingku.
Engkau sertaku tiap saat, pun dalam susah dan keluh.
Sekarang tiba malam hari; tubuhku melepas lelah. Telah
Kautolong dari pagi: syukurku, Tuhan t'rimalah!
Mzm 121
3. Anug'rah yang Engkau berikan tak beralaskan jasaku:
jikalau dosaku Kauingat 'ku layak t'rima murkaMu.
Syukur, di dalam darah Kristus pengampunanMu
Tertera dan oleh pendamaian itu Kaubuat hatiku lega.
Mzm 130:3
Rm 3:23-25
Ef 2:3-10
4. Ya Tuhan, malam ini juga padaMu aku berserah.
Semoga 'ku bernyanyi pula ketika fajar merekah.
Dan bila Kau memanggil aku selagi aku terlelap,
Kiranya di depan takhtaMu sejahteraMu kukecap.
Mzm 5:4
Mzm 59:17
Mzm 92:3
5. Kutahu siapa 'ku percaya, baik siang atau malam pun:
Kau Gunung Batu kes'lamatan, landasan pengharapanku!
Sesudah hariku berakhir dan aku tamat berlelah, 'kan
Kusyukuri hari-hari yang t'lah kaub'ri di dunia.2 Kor 1:20-22
2 Tim 1:12
Mzm 62:3, 7
Mzm 95:1
Play - Terang Matahari [KJ.322]
1. Terang matahari telah menyinari segala neg'ri,
dan gunung dan padang dan sawah dan ladang senang berseri.
Mzm 19:1-7
2. Gembira sekali kulihat kembali terang merekah, dan Bapa
di sorga, yang Bapaku juga, hendak kusembah.
Mzm 104:22-23
3. Syukur bagi Dia, Gembala yang setia, yang jaga tetap.
Anug'rahNya jua hariku semua, terang dan gelap.
Mzm 23:1-2
Mzm 121:3-6
4. Tenaga dan kuat, kerja yang kubuat, kepunyaanNya.
Dengan rendah hati hendak kuhormati Yang Mahaesa.
5. Sehari-harian besar pemberian kemurahanMu.
Ya Tuhan, kiranya kuingat s'lamanya kewajibanku.Mzm 68:20
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Himne Inggris
Mazmur 73:2
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[Mzm 73:2] God Loveth The Righteous
God loveth the righteous, His goodness is sure.
He never forsaketh the good and the pure.
Yet once my faith faltered, I envied the proud,
In doubt and disquiet my spirit was bowed.The wicked are prosperous and firm in their strength,
No pangs do they suffer, though death come at length.
They are not in trouble as other men are,
The plagues of their fellows they view from afar.In garments of boasting and violence decked,
With wealth more abundant than heart could expect,
They scoff, and the helpless they proudly oppress.
The heavens and the earth they assume to possess.Despising God’s people, they cause them to drain
The cup of oppression, injustice and pain.
They question God’s knowledge and boldly defy
The might and the justice of God the Most High.The wicked, grown wealthy, have comfort and peace,
While I, daily chastened, see troubles increase,
And, wronging God’s children, I cried in my pain,
That clean hands are worthless and pure hearts are vain.I went to God’s temple: my doubts were dispelled.
The end of life’s journey I clearly beheld.
I saw in what peril ungodly men stand,
With sudden destruction and ruin at hand.As when one waking forgetteth his dream,
So God will despise them, though great they may seem.
My envy was senseless; my grief was for naught.
Because I was faithless, and foolish my thought.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Mazmur 121:3
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[Mzm 121:3] Jehovah, God, Thy Gracious Power
Jehovah, God, Thy gracious power,
On every hand we see;
Oh, may the blessings of each hour
Lead all our thoughts to Thee.Thy power is in the ocean deeps,
And reaches to the skies;
Thine eye of mercy never sleeps,
Thy goodness never dies.From morn till noon, till latest eve,
Thy hand, O God, we see;
And all the blessings we receive,
Proceed alone from Thee.In all the varying scenes of time,
On Thee our hopes depend;
Through every age, in every clime,
Our Father, and our Friend.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 121:3] There Is An Eye That Never Sleeps
There is an eye that never sleeps
Beneath the wing of night;
There is an ear that never shuts
When sink the beams of light.There is an arm that never tires
When human strength gives way;
There is a love that never fails
When earthly loves decay.That eye is fixed on seraph throngs;
That arm upholds the sky;
That ear is filled with angel songs;
That love is throned on high.But there’s a power which man can wield
When mortal aid is vain,
That eye, that arm, that love to reach,
That listening ear to gain.That power is prayer, which soars on high,
Through Jesus, to the throne,
And moves the hand which moves the world,
To bring salvation down.Play source: Cyberhymnal
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