Himne Indonesia

Mazmur 42:7

Mazmur 96:13

Himne Inggris

Mazmur 1:1

• [Mzm 1:1] Blest Is The Man Who Shuns The Place

  Blest is the man who shuns the place Where sinners love to meet; Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the scoffer’s seat. But in the statutes of the Lord Has placed his chief delight; By day he reads or hears the Word, And meditates by night. He, like a plant of generous kind, By living waters set, Safe from the storms and blasting wind, Enjoys a peaceful state. Green as the leaf, and ever fair, Shall his profession shine; While fruits of holiness appear Like clusters on the vine. Not so the impious and unjust; What vain designs they form! Their hopes are blown away like dust, Or chaff before the storm. Sinners in judgment shall not stand Amongst the sons of grace, When Christ, the Judge, at His right hand Appoints His saints a place. His eye beholds the path they tread, His heart approves it well; But crooked ways of sinners lead Down to the gates of hell.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 1:1] Happy The Man Whose Cautious Feet

  Happy the man whose cautious feet Shun the broad way that sinners go, Who hates the place where atheists meet, And fears to talk as scoffers do. He loves t’employ the morning light Amongst the statutes of the Lord; And spends the wakeful hours of night, With pleasure, pond’ring o’er His Word. He, like a plant by gentle streams, Shall flourish in immortal green; And Heav’n will shine with kindest beams On ev’ry work his hands begin. But sinners find their counsels cross’d: As chaff before the tempest flies, So shall their hopes be blown and lost, When the last trumpet shakes the skies. In vain the rebel seeks to stand In judgment with the pious race; The dreadful Judge, with stern command, Divides him to a diff’rent place. “Straight is the way My saints have trod; I bless’d the path, and drew it plain; But you would choose the crooked road, And down it leads to endless pain.”

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• [Mzm 1:1] Man Is Ever Bless’d, The

  The man is ever bless’d Who shuns the sinners’ ways, Among their councils never stands, Nor takes the scorner’s place; But makes the law of God His study and delight, Amidst the labors of the day, And watches of the night. He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf his name shall live; His works are heav’nly fruit. Not so th’ungodly race, They no such blessings find; Their hopes shall flee, like empty chaff Before the driving wind. How will they bear to stand Before that judgment seat, Where all the saints, at Christ’s right hand, In full assembly meet! He knows, and He approves The way the righteous go; But sinners and their works shall meet A dreadful overthrow.

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• [Mzm 1:1] That Man Is Blest Who, Fearing God

  That man is blest who, fearing God From sin restrains his feet, Who will not stand with wicked men, Who shuns the scorners’ seat. Yea, blest is he who makes God’s law His portion and delight, And meditates upon that law With gladness day and night. That man is nourished like a tree Set by the river’s side; Its leaf is green, its fruit is sure, And thus his works abide. The wicked like the driven chaff Are swept from off the land; They shall not gather with the just, Nor in the judgment stand. The Lord will guard the righteous well, Their way to Him is known; The way of sinners, far from God, Shall surely be o’erthrown.

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Mazmur 25:7

• [Mzm 25:7] Thou Wilt Remember Me

  I want no other hand, O Lord, But Thine my guide to be, For well I know through all my life Thou wilt remember me. Refrain Thou wilt remember me, O Lord, Thou wilt remember me! Thy Word has said, and I believe, Thou wilt remember me. No tongue can tell the joy I feel Since I am one with Thee; And this my song the whole day long: Thou wilt remember me. Refrain Thy Spirit’s seal is on my heart, Thy image there I see; And every hour the witness have Thou wilt remember me. Refrain No power shall break my firm resolve To live and die in Thee; For grace through faith has taught my soul Thou wilt remember me. Refrain

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Mazmur 40:11

• [Mzm 40:11] Thy Tender Mercies, O My Lord

  Thy tender mercies, O my Lord, Withhold not, I implore; But let Thy kindness and Thy truth Preserve me evermore. For countless ills have compassed me, My sinful deeds arise; Yea, they have overtaken me; I dare not raise my eyes. My sins are more than I can count, My heart has failed for grief; Be pleased, O Lord, to rescue me, O haste to my relief. Be those who seek to hurt my soul Dismayed and put to flight, And they themselves be put to shame Who in my woe delight. Let all who seek Thee now rejoice, Yea, glad in Thee abide, And, loving Thy salvation, say, The Lord be magnified. My lowly state and bitter need The Lord has not forgot; Thou art my Savior and my help, Come, Lord, and tarry not.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 96:13

• [Mzm 96:13] Come In, Thou Blessed, Honored Lord

  Come in, Thou blessèd, honored Lord! By earth, by Heav’n, by all, adored! We hail Thee, welcome! Take Thy throne, and in Thy Zion reign alone. Our only Lord and God Thou art! Reign Thou the Sovereign of our hearts, Thou King of glory ever blest, By angels and by men confessed. Thy Church now enter, Lord divine; And be the kingdom ever Thine; We hail Thee welcome to Thy seat, And lay our honors at Thy feet. O happy Church, thy bliss how great; The King, in all His heav’nly state, With thee forever will reside: Thy Husband He and thou the bride. O Lord! our grateful hearts rejoice, Since Thou hast made our souls Thy choice; While here our songs to Thee shall rise, And join the chorus of the skies.

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  source: Cyberhymnal