Himne Indonesia
Mazmur 22:1
Kidung Jemaat
Jurus'lamat Dunia [KJ.165]
1. Jurus'lamat dunia, walau tak bersalah,
bagai maling disergap pada waktu malam
dan dihina, dicela didepan mahkamah,
diludahi, dicerca oleh kaum ulama.
Luk 22:47-53
Luk 22:63-71
2. Waktu fajar merekah,Yesus pun dibawa
ke Pilatus, dan seg'ra tak terbukti salah.
Ke Herodes yang kejam Yesus pun diseret;
Raja dan pengawalnya tak segan mengejek.
Luk 23:1-7
Luk 23:8-12
3. Jam sembilan paginya, balik ke Pilatus,
Tuhan kita disesah oleh kaum serdadu;
Jubah ungu diberi dan mahkota duri;
Olokannya: "Hai tabik, Raja kaum Yahudi!"
Luk 23:13-16
Yoh 19:1-3
4. Palang dihelakanNya pada tengah hari
dan di bukit Golgota Ia pun disalib,
menderita tiga jam; ada yang menghujat.
Matahari pun kelam dan menutup muka.
Yoh 19:17-19
Mat 27:45
5. Pukul tiga yang sepi, Yesus, hampir mati,
berseru: "Eli, Eli, lamma sabakhtani?"
Lalu putus nyawaNya dan di Bait Suci
Tabir koyak terbelah; ada gempa bumi.
Mat 27:46
Mzm 22:2
Mat 27:50-51
6. Waktu menjelang senja, yang kena hukuman
dipatahkan tulangnya agar diturunkan.
Yesus tak demikian, kar'na sudah mati:
Nampak dari lukaNya darah campur air.
Yoh 19:31-37
7. Surya hampir terbenam waktu datang Yusuf
yang termasuk muridNya, minta mayat Yesus;
tubuh diturunkannya, dikapankan lenan
dan di kubur miliknya Yesus dibaringkan.
Yoh 19:38-42
8. Tuhan Yesus, tolonglah kami mendalami
aniaya dan cela yang Engkau alami,
agar kami olehMu meninggalkan dosa
kepadaMu bersyukur, jiwa pun sentosa.Play
Mazmur 46:1
Kidung Jemaat
- AllahMu Benteng Yang Teguh [KJ.250a]
1. Allahmu benteng yang teguh, perisai dan senjata;
betapa pun sengsaramu, pertolonganNya nyata!
Si jahat yang geram berniat 'kan menang;
Ngeri kuasanya dan tipu dayanya di bumi tak bertara.
Mzm 18
Mzm 46
Mzm 144:1-2
1 Ptr 5:8-11
Luk 10:18
Yoh 12:31
Ibr 2:14-15
1 Ptr 5:8
Why 13
2. Dengan tenaga yang fana niscaya kita kalah.
Pahlawan kita Dialah yang diurapi Allah.
Siapa namaNya? Sang Kristus mulia, Tuhan Yang Esa,
Panglima semesta. Niscaya Ia jaya!Yoh 16:33
Mzm 24:10
Ef 1:20-22
Kol 2:15
Why 17:14
3. Penuhpun setan dunia yang mau menumpas kita,
jangan gentar melihatnya; iman tak sia-sia!
Penghulu kuasa g'lap, meskipun menyergap,
Mustahil 'kan menang; kuasanya ditebang dengan sepatah kata.
4. FirmanNya pertahankan t'rus dan puji hanya Dia!
Dengan kuasa Roh Kudus Ia di pihak kita.
Kendati hidupmu diambil seteru,
Pun harta dan benda, akhirnya kitalah yang punya Kerajaan!Mzm 118:6
Rm 8:31
Mat 5:3, 10
Ibr 12:28
Yak 2:5
- AllahMu Benteng Yang Teguh [KJ.250b]
1. Allahmu benteng yang teguh, perisai dan senjata;
betapa pun sengsaramu, pertolonganNya nyata!
Si jahat yang geram berniat 'kan menang;
Ngeri kuasanya dan tipu dayanya di bumi tak bertara.
2. Dengan tenaga yang fana niscaya kita kalah.
Pahlawan kita Dialah yang diurapi Allah.
Siapa namaNya? Sang Kristus mulia, Tuhan Yang Esa,
Panglima semesta. Niscaya Ia jaya!
3. Penuhpun setan dunia yang mau menumpas kita,
jangan gentar melihatnya; iman tak sia-sia!
Penghulu kuasa g'lap, meskipun menyergap,
Mustahil 'kan menang; kuasanya ditebang dengan sepatah kata.
4. FirmanNya pertahankan t'rus dan puji hanya Dia!
Dengan kuasa Roh Kudus Ia di pihak kita.
Kendati hidupmu diambil seteru,
Pun harta dan benda, akhirnya kitalah yang punya Kerajaan! - Batu Penjuru G'reja [KJ.252]
1. Batu penjuru G'reja dan Dasar yang esa, yaitu
Yesus Kristus, Pendiri umatNya. Dengan kurban darahNya
Gereja ditebus; baptisan dan firmanNya membuatNya kudus.Mzm 118:22
Yes 28:16
1 Kor 3:10-11
Ef 2:20
1 Ptr 2:6-7
Ibr 9:14
1 Ptr 1:18-19
Why 5:9
Ef 5:25-27
2. Terpanggil dari bangsa seluruh dunia, manunggallah Gereja
ber-Tuhan Yang Esa. Aneka kurnianya, esa baptisannya,
esa perjamuannya, esa harapannya.
Rm 12:4-5
1 Kor 12:4
Ef 4:3-7
1 Kor 10:16-17
3. Dilanda perpecahan dan faham yang sesat. Jemaat diresahkan
tekanan yang berat. Kaum kudus menyerukan, "Berapa lamakah?"
Akhirnya malam duka diganti t'rang cerah.
1 Kor 11:18-19
Ef 4:14
Why 6:9-10
4. Gereja takkan punah selama-lamanya, dibimbing tangan Tuhan,
dibela kasihNya. Ditantang pengkhianat dan banyak musuhnya,
dan bertahanlah jemaat dan jaya mulia.
Mzm 46
Mat 16:18
5. Di dalam pencobaan dan perjuangannya dinantikan zaman
sejahtera baka. Di mata tercerminkan Gereja yang menang
mencapai perhentian sentosa cemerlang.
Tit 2:13
Yak 5:7-8
2 Ptr 3:10-13
Why 12:11
Ibr 4:9-10
6. Gereja yang di sorga dan yang di dunia bersatu dalam Tuhan,
Ketiga Yang Esa Ya Tuhan, b'ri anug'rah supaya kami pun
Engkau tempatkan juga kekal dirumahMu.Mzm 23:6
Yoh 14:2-3
Play - Di Badai Topan Dunia [KJ.440]
(
A Shelter in the Time of Storm /
The Lords Our Rock
)
1. Di badai topan dunia Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu;
kendati goncang semesta, Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu!
Mzm 18:3
Mzm 46
Mzm 91
Mzm 93
2. Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, di dunia, di dunia;
Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, tempat berlindung yang teguh.
3. Baik siang maupun malam g'lap, Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu;
niscaya takutmu lenyap, Tuhanlah perlindunganmu!
Mzm 121:6
4. Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, di dunia, di dunia;
Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, tempat berlindung yang teguh.
5. Dan biar badai menyerang, Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu;
padaNya kau tetap tent'ram, Tuhanlah Perlindunganmu!
6. Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, di dunia, di dunia;
Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, tempat berlindung yang teguh.
7. Ya Gunung Batu yang tetap, Engkaulah Perlindunganku;
di tiap waktu dan tempat Engkaulah Perlindunganku!
8. Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, di dunia, di dunia;
Ya, Yesus Gunung Batu di dunia, tempat berlindung yang teguh.Play - Harap Akan Tuhan [KJ.445]
1. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan
dalam susahmu. Jangan resah, tabah berserah,
kar'na habis malam pagi merekah. Dalam derita
dan kemelut Tuhan yang setia, Penolongmu!
2. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan
dalam susahmu. Walau sendu, hatimu remuk,
Tuhan mengatasi tiap kemelut. Ya Tuhan, tolong
'ku yang lemah: setiaMu kokoh selamanya!3. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan
dalam susahmu. Jalan sedih nanti berhenti;
Yesus memberikan hidup abadi. Habis derita di dunia,
purna sukacita. Haleluya!Play
Himne Inggris
Mazmur 3:1
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[Mzm 3:1] My God, How Many Are My Fears
My God, how many are my fears!
How fast my foes increase!
Conspiring my eternal death,
They break my present peace.The lying tempter would persuade
There’s no relief in Heav’n;
And all my swelling sins appear
Too big to be forgiv’n.But Thou, my glory and my strength,
Shalt on the tempter tread,
Shalt silence all my threatening guilt,
And raise my drooping head.I cried, and from His holy hill
He bowed a listening ear;
I called my Father, and my God,
And He subdued my fear.He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes,
In spite of all my foes;
I woke, and wondered at the grace
That guarded my repose.What though the hosts of death and hell
All armed against me stood,
Terrors no more shall shake my soul;
My refuge is my God.Arise, O Lord, fulfill Thy grace,
While I Thy glory sing;
My God has broke the serpent’s teeth,
And death has lost his sting.Salvation to the Lord belongs;
His arm alone can save;
Blessings attend Thy people here,
And reach beyond the grave.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 3:1] O Lord, How Are My Foes Increased
O Lord, how are my foes increased!
Against me many rise;
How many say, in vain for help
He on his God relies.Thou art my Shield and Glory, Lord,
My Savior, O Most High,
The Lord from out His holy hill
Gives answer when I cry.I laid me down and slept, I waked,
Because the Lord sustains;
Though many thousands compass me,
Unmoved my soul remains.Arise, O Lord; save me, my God;
For Thou hast owned my cause;
And oft hast beaten down my foes
Who scorn Thy righteous laws.Salvation to the Lord belongs,
In Him His saints are blest;
O let Thy blessing evermore
Upon Thy people rest.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 3:1] O Lord, How Many They
O Lord, how many they
Who deeply trouble me;
How greatly are they multiplied
Who do me injury.There is no help for him,
No help in God, they say;
Thou art my Shield and Glory, Lord,
Thou art my certain Stay.I called to God, He heard
From out His holy hill.
I fell asleep, I woke in peace,
For He sustained me still.Arise and save, O Lord,
For Thou didst smite my foe.
Salvation cometh from the Lord;
His saints His blessings know.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Mazmur 8:1
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[Mzm 8:1] Almighty Ruler Of The Skies
Almighty Ruler of the skies,
Thro’ the wide earth Thy Name is spread;
And Thine eternal glories rise
O’er all the heav’ns Thy hands have made.To Thee the voices of the young
A monument of honor raise;
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
Declare the wonders of Thy praise.Thy power assists their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground,
To still the bold blasphemer’s rage,
And all their policies confound.Children amidst Thy temple throng
To see their great Redeemer’s face;
The Son of David is their song,
And young hosannas fill the place.The frowning scribes and angry priests
In vain their impious cavils bring;
Revenge sits silent in their hearts;
While Jewish babes proclaim their King.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 8:1] Lord, Our Lord, Thy Glorious Name
Lord, our Lord, Thy glorious Name
All Thy wondrous works proclaim;
In the heav’ns with radiant signs
Evermore Thy glory shines.
How great Thy Name!Refrain
Lord, our Lord, in all the earth,
How great Thy Name!
Thine the Name of matchless worth,
Excellent in all the earth,
How great Thy Name!Infant lips Thou dost ordain
Wrath and vengeance to restrain;
Weakest means fulfill Thy will,
Mighty enemies to still.
How great Thy Name!Refrain
Moon and stars in shining height
Nightly tell their Maker’s might;
When Thy wondrous heavens I scan,
Then I know how weak is man.
How great Thy Name!Refrain
What is man that he should be
Loved and visited by Thee,
Raised to an exalted height,
Crowned with honor in Thy sight!
How great Thy Name!Refrain
With dominion crowned he stands
O’er the creatures of Thy hands;
All to him subjection yield
In the sea and air and field,
How great Thy Name!Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 8:1] O Lord, Our Heav’nly King
O Lord, our heav’nly King,
Thy Name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o’er the heav’ns they shine.When to Thy works on high
I raise my wond’ring eyes,
I see the moon, complete in light,
Adorn the darksome skies.When I survey the stars,
And all their shining forms,
Lord, what is man, that worthless thing,
Akin to dust and worms?Lord, what is worthless man,
That Thou shouldst love him so?
Next to Thine angels he is placed,
And lord of all below.Thine honors crown his head,
While beasts, like slaves, obey;
And birds that cut the air with wings,
And fish that cleave the sea.How rich Thy bounties are!
And wondrous are Thy ways;
Of dust and worms Thy power can frame
A monument of praise.Out of the mouths of babes
And sucklings Thou canst draw
Surprising honors to Thy Name
And strike the world with awe.O Lord, our heav’nly King,
Thy Name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o’er the heav’ns they shine.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 8:1] O Lord, Our Lord
O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth,
How excellent Thy Name!
Thy glory Thou hast spread afar
In all the starry frame.From lips of children, Thou, O Lord,
Hast mighty strength ordained,
That adversaries should be stilled
And vengeful foes restrained.When I regard the wondrous heavens,
Thy handiwork on high,
The moon and stars ordained by Thee,
Oh, what is man! I cry.Oh, what is man, in Thy regard
To hold so large a place!
And what the son of man, that Thou
Dost visit him in grace!For Thou hast made him little less
Than Thy blest angels be;
With honor Thou hast crowned his head
And glorious dignity.On man Thy wisdom hath bestowed
A pow’r well nigh divine;
With honor Thou hast crowned his head
With glory like to Thine.Thou hast subjected all to him,
And lord of all is he,
Of flocks and herds, and beasts and birds,
And all within the sea.Thy mighty works and wondrous grace
Thy glory, Lord, proclaim.
O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth
How excellent Thy Name!Play source: Cyberhymnal
Mazmur 12:1
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[Mzm 12:1] Help, Lord, For Those Who Love Thee Fail
Help, Lord, for those who love Thee fail,
Thy faithful ones fall from the ranks,
And leave the liars to their tale,
False gratitude and treacherous thanks.Lord, may those flattering lips be lashed,
The boasting mouths stripped of their pride,
Those tongues that murmur unabashed,
Who is this God? We shall abide!“Because the poor have been oppressed,
And in their patience sigh alone,
I will protect them in My breast,”
The Lord has said, “These are Mine own.”And what He saith is purified
Like silver, sevenfold assayed.
Though by this evil age defied,
His Word of truth shall be obeyed.His promises shall stand secure,
His saints are safe, though ill betide,
He will protect His humble poor,
Though rogues are honored far and wide.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 12:1] Lord, If Thou Dost Not Soon Appear
Lord, if Thou dost not soon appear,
Virtue and truth will fly away;
A faithful man amongst us here
Will scarce be found, if Thou delay.The whole discourse, when neighbors meet,
Is filled with trifles loose and vain;
Their lips are flattery and deceit,
And their proud language is profane.But lips that with deceit abound
Shall not maintain their triumph long;
The God of vengeance will confound
The flattering and blaspheming tongue.“Yet shall our words be free,” they cry;
“Our tongues shall be controlled by none:
Where is the Lord will ask us why?
Or say our lips are not our own?”The Lord, who sees the poor oppressed,
And hears th’oppressor’s haughty strain,
Will rise to give His children rest,
Nor shall they trust His Word in vain.Thy Word, O Lord, though often tried,
Void of deceit shall still appear;
Not silver, seven times purified,
From dross, and mixture, shines so clear.Thy grace shall in the darkest hour
Defend the holy soul from harm;
Though when the vilest men have power,
On every side will sinners swarm.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 12:1] O Lord, Be Thou My Helper True
O Lord, be Thou my Helper true,
For just and godly men are few;
The faithful who can find?
From truth and wisdom men depart,
With flattering lips and double heart,
They speak their evil mind.The lips that speak, the truth to hide,
The tongues of arrogance and pride,
That boastful words employ,
False speaking tongues that boast their might,
That own no law, that know no right,
Jehovah will destroy.Because the poor are sore oppressed,
Because the needy are distressed,
And bitter are their cries,
The Lord will be their Helper strong;
To save them from contempt and wrong
Jehovah will arise.Jehovah’s promises are sure,
His words are true, His words are pure
As silver from the flame.
Though base men walk on every side,
His saints are safe, whate’er betide,
Protected by His Name.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 12:1] O Lord, Look Down From Heaven
O Lord, look down from Heaven, behold
And let Thy pity waken:
How few are we within Thy fold,
Thy saints by men forsaken!
True faith seems quenched on every hand,
Men suffer not Thy Word to stand;
Dark times have us o’ertaken.With fraud which they themselves invent
Thy truth they have confounded;
Their hearts are not with one consent
On Thy pure doctrine grounded.
While they parade with outward show,
They lead the people to and fro,
In error’s maze astounded.May God root out all heresy
And of false teachers rid us
Who proudly say: “Now, where is he
That shall our speech forbid us?
By right or might we shall prevail;
What we determine cannot fail;
We own no lord and master.”Therefore saith God, “I must arise,
The poor My help are needing;
To Me ascend My people’s cries,
And I have heard their pleading.
For them My saving Word shall fight
And fearlessly and sharply smite,
The poor with might defending.”As silver tried by fire is pure
From all adulteration,
So through God’s Word shall men endure
Each trial and temptation.
Its light beams brighter through the cross,
And, purified from human dross,
It shines through every nation.Thy truth defend, O God, and stay
This evil generation;
And from the error of their way
Keep Thine own congregation.
The wicked everywhere abound
And would Thy little flock confound;
But Thou art our Salvation.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Mazmur 21:1
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[Mzm 21:1] David Rejoiced In God His Strength
David rejoiced in God his strength,
Raised to the throne by special grace;
But Christ the Son appears at length,
Fulfills the triumph and the praise.How great is the Messiah’s joy
In the salvation of Thy hand!
Lord, Thou hast raised His kingdom high,
And giv’n the world to His command.Thy goodness grants whate’er He will,
Nor doth the least request withhold;
Blessings of love prevent Him still,
And crowns of glory, not of gold.Honor and majesty divine
Around His sacred temples shine;
Blessed with the favor of Thy face,
And length of everlasting days.Thine hand shall find out all His foes;
And as a fiery oven glows
With raging heat and living coals,
So shall Thy wrath devour their souls.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 21:1] Now The King In Thy Strength Shall Be Joyful
Now the king in Thy strength shall be joyful, O Lord,
Thy salvation shall make him rejoice;
For the wish of his heart Thou didst freely accord,
The request of his suppliant voice.All the blessings of goodness Thou freely didst give;
With the purest of gold he is crowned;
When he asked of Thee life, Thou hast made Him to live
While the ages shall circle around.Through salvation from Thee has his fame spread abroad
Thou didst glory and honor impart;
Thou hast made him most blessèd forever, O God,
And Thy presence has gladdened his heart.For the king in the strength of Jehovah most high
Did unwavering confidence place;
On the Name of Jehovah he still will rely,
And shall stand evermore in His grace.By the hand of Thy might and the dread of Thy Name
All Thy foes Thou wilt burn in Thy fire;
Thou wilt swallow them up in the vengeance of flame,
And their race shall succumb to Thine ire.Thou they plotted their schemes against Thee and Thy might,
In their purpose they cannot succeed;
Thou wilt certainly make them turn backward in flight,
For Thine arrows are ready to speed.Be Thou then high exalted, Jehovah our God,
And arise in the weight of Thy might;
We shall sing of Thy strength and omnipotent rod;
In Thy praises shall be our delight.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Mazmur 22:1
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[Mzm 22:1] My God, My God, I Cry To Thee
My God, my God, I cry to Thee;
O why hast Thou forsaken me?
Afar from me, Thou dost not heed,
Though day and night for help I plead.But Thou art holy in Thy ways,
Enthroned upon Thy people’s praise;
Our fathers put their trust in Thee,
Believed, and Thou didst set them free.They cried, and, trusting in Thy Name,
Were saved, and were not put to shame;
But in the dust mine honor lies,
While all reproach and all despise.My words a cause for scorn they make,
The lip they curl, the head they shake,
And, mocking, bid me trust the Lord
Till He salvation shall afford.My trust on Thee I learned to rest
When I was on my mother’s breast;
From birth Thou art my God alone,
Thy care my life has ever known.O let Thy strength and presence cheer,
For trouble and distress are near;
Be Thou not far away from Me,
I have no source of help but Thee.Unnumbered foes would do me wrong,
They press about me, fierce and strong,
Like beasts of prey, their rage they vent,
My courage fails, my strength is spent.Down unto death Thou leadest me,
Consumed by thirst and agony;
With cruel hate and anger fierce
My helpless hands and feet they pierce.While on my wasted form they stare,
The garments torn from me they share,
My shame and sorrow heeding not,
And for my robe they cast the lot.O Lord, afar no longer stay;
O Thou my Helper, haste, I pray;
From death and evil set me free;
I live, for Thou didst answer me.I live and will declare Thy fame
Where brethren gather in Thy Name;
Where all Thy faithful people meet,
I will Thy worthy praise repeat.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 22:1] Now Let Our Mournful Songs Record
Now let our mournful songs record
The dying sorrows of our Lord,
When He complained in tears and blood,
As one forsaken of his God.The Jews beheld Him thus forlorn,
And shake their heads, and laugh in scorn:
“He rescued others from the grave;
Now let him try himself to save.“This is the man did once pretend
God was his Father and his Friend;
If God the blessèd loved him so,
Why doth He fail to help him now?”Barbarous people! cruel priests!
How they stood round like savage beasts!
Like lions gaping to devour,
When God had left Him in their power.They wound His head, His hands, His feet,
Till streams of blood each other meet;
By lot His garments they divide,
And mock the pangs in which He died.But God, the Father, heard His cry;
Raised from the dead, He reigns on high;
The nations learn His righteousness,
And humble sinners taste His grace.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 22:1] O God, My God, Wherefore Dost Thou
O God, my God, wherefore dost Thou
Forsake me utterly?
And helpest not when I do make
My great complaint and cry?To Thee, my God, e’en all day long
I do both cry and call;
I cease not all the night, and yet
Thou hearest not at all.But Thou that in Thy holy place
For evermore dost dwell;
Thou art the joy, the comfort, and
Glory of Israel:And Him in Whom our fathers old
Had all their hope and stay;
Who, when they put their trust in Thee,
Delivered’st them alway.They were preservèd ever when
They called upon Thy Name;
And for the faith they had in Thee,
They were not put to shame.But I am now become more like
A worm than to a man,
An outcast, whom the people scorn
With all the spite they can.All men despise as they behold
Me walking on the way:
They grin, make mouths, and nod their heads,
And on this wise do say.This man did glory in the Lord,
His favor and His love:
Let Him redeem and help him now,
His pow’r if he will prove.But from the prison of the womb
I was by Thee released;
Thou didst preserve me still in hope,
Whilst I did suck the breast:I was committed from my birth
With Thee to have abode;
Since I came from my mother’s womb,
Thou hast been still my God.Then, Lord, depart not now from me
In this my present grief,
Since I have none to be my help,
My succor and relief.For many bulls do compass me,
That be full strong of head;
Yea, bulls so fat, as though they had
In Basan field been fed.They gape upon me greedily,
As though they would me slay;
Much like a lion roaring out,
And ramping for his prey.But I drop down like water shed,
My joints in sunder break,
My heart doth in my body melt
Like wax, I am so weak.My strength doth like a potsherd dry,
My tongue it cleaveth fast
Unto my jaws, and I am brought
To dust of death at last.For many dogs do compass me,
In council they do meet,
Conspiring still against my life,
Piercing my hands and feet.I was tormented so that I
Might all my bones have told,
Whilst they do look and stare at me,
When they do me behold.My garments they divided have
In parts among them all;
And for my coat they did cast lots
To whom it should befall.Therefore, I pray Thee, be not far
From me at my great need,
But rather, since Thou art my strength,
To help me, Lord, make speed:And from the sword save Thou my soul
By Thy might and Thy pow’r,
And ever keep my darling dear
From dogs that would devour;And from the lion’s mouth that would
Me all in sunder tear;
From ’midst the horns of unicorns,
O Lord, Thou didst me hear.When shall I to my brethren all
Thy Majesty record,
And in Thy church shall praise the Name
Of Thee the living Lord.All ye that fear Him, praise the Lord,
Thou, Jacob, Him adore,
And all ye seed of Israel,
Fear Him for evermore.For He despiseth not the poor,
He hideth not away
His countenance when they do call,
But hears them when they pray,Among the folk that fear the Lord,
I will therefore proclaim
Thy praise, and keep my promise made
For setting forth Thy Name.The poor shall eat and be sufficed;
Such as their minds do give
To seek the Lord, and praise His Name,
Their hearts shall ever live.The coasts of all the earth shall praise
The Lord, and seek His grace;
The heathen folk shall worship all
Before His blessèd face.The kingdoms of the heathen folk
The Lord shall have therefore;
And he shall be their Governor
And King for evermore.The rich men of His goodly gifts
Shall taste and feed also,
And in His presence worship Him,
And bow their knees full low.And all that shall go down to dust,
Of life by Him shall taste;
A seed shall serve and worship Him,
Till time away shall waste.They shall declare and plainly show
His truth and righteousness,
Unto a people yet unborn,
Who shall His Name confess.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 22:1] Why Has My God My Soul Forsook?
Why has my God my soul forsook,
Nor will a smile afford?
Thus David once in anguish spoke,
And thus our dying Lord.Though ’tis Thy chief delight to dwell
Among Thy praising saints,
Yet Thou canst hear a groan as well,
And pity our complaints.Our fathers trusted in Thy Name,
And great deliverance found;
But I’m a worm, despised of men,
And trodden to the ground.Shaking the head, they pass me by,
And laugh my soul to scorn;
“In vain he trusts in God,” they cry,
“Neglected and forlorn.”But Thou art He Who formed my flesh
By Thine almighty Word;
And since I hung upon the breast,
My hope is in the Lord.Why will my Father hide His face,
When foes stand threatning round,
In the dark hour of deep distress,
And not a helper found?Behold Thy darling left among
The cruel and the proud,
As bulls of Bashan, fierce and strong,
As lions roaring loud.From earth and hell My sorrows meet
To multiply the smart;
They nail My hands, they pierce My feet,
And try to vex My heart.Yet if Thy sovereign hand let loose
The rage of earth and hell,
Why will my heav’nly Father bruise
The Son He loves so well?My God, if possible it be,
Withhold this bitter cup
But I resign my will to Thee,
And drink the sorrows up.My heart dissolves with pangs unknown,
In groans I waste my breath;
Thy heavy hand has brought Me down
Low as the dust of death.Father, I give My Spirit up,
And trust it in Thy hand;
My dying flesh shall rest in hope,
And rise at Thy command.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Mazmur 31:1
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[Mzm 31:1] In Thee, O Lord, I Put My Trust
In Thee, O Lord, I put my trust,
I call upon Thy Name;
O save me in Thy righteousness,
Nor let me suffer shame.Bow down Thine ear to my request,
And swift deliverance send;
Be Thou to me a rock of strength,
A fortress to defend.Since Thou my Rock and Fortress art,
My Leader be, and Guide;
From all temptation rescue me,
Thou dost my strength abide.To Thee my spirit I commend;
Redemption is with Thee,
O Thou Jehovah, God of truth,
Who hast delivered me.I hate all those that love the false,
My trust is in the Lord;
I will be glad, and joyfully
Thy mercy will record.For mine affliction Thou hast seen,
And known my many woes;
Thou hast not let me be enslaved,
But freed me from my foes.Show mercy, Lord, to me distressed,
And send my soul relief;
My life is spent with bitterness,
My strength consumed with grief.My life has agèd grown with woe,
With sighs my years decay;
Mine eye is worn for very grief:
I pine and waste away.My foes have made me a reproach,
My state my neighbors see;
My friends, appalled at mine approach,
Turn them about and flee.For I have heard defaming tongues,
And marked the terror rife,
When all in league deliberate
To take away my life.But, Lord, in Thee is all my trust,
Thou art my God, I cried;
My life, my times are in Thy hand,
I in Thy strength abide.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 31:1] My Heart Rejoices In Thy Name
My heart rejoices in Thy Name,
My God, my help, my trust;
Thou hast preserved my face from shame,
Mine honor from the dust.“My life is spent with grief,” I cried,
“My years consumed in groans,
My strength decays, mine eyes are dried,
And sorrow wastes my bones.”Among mine enemies my name
Was a mere proverb grown,
While to my neighbors I became
Forgotten and unknown.Slander and fear on every side
Seized and beset me round
I to the throne of grace applied,
And speedy rescue found.How great deliverance Thou hast wrought
Before the sons of men!
The lying lips to silence brought,
And made their boastings vain!Thy children from the strife of tongues
Shall Thy pavilion hide;
Guard them from infamy and wrongs,
And crush the sons of pride.Within Thy secret presence, Lord,
Let me forever dwell;
No fencèd city, walled and barred,
Secures a saint so well.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Mazmur 38:1
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[Mzm 38:1] Amidst Thy Wrath Remember Love
Amidst Thy wrath remember love,
Restore Thy servant, Lord;
Nor let a Father’s chastening prove
Like an avenger’s sword.Thine arrows stick within my heart,
My flesh is sorely pressed;
Between the sorrow and the smart,
My spirit finds no rest.My sins a heavy load appear,
And o’er my head are gone;
Too heavy they for me to bear,
Too hard for me t’atone.My thoughts are like a troubled sea,
My head still bending down;
And I go mourning all the day,
Beneath my Father’s frown.Lord, I am weak and broken sore,
None of my powers are whole:
The inward anguish makes me roar,
The anguish of my soul.All my desire to Thee is known,
Thine eye counts every tear;
And every sigh, and every groan,
Is noticed by Thine ear.Thou art my God, my only hope;
My God will hear my cry;
My God will bear my spirit up,
When Satan bids me die.My foot is ever apt to slide,
My foes rejoice to see’t;
They raise their pleasure and their pride
When they supplant my feet.But I’ll confess my guilt to Thee,
And grieve for all my sin;
I’ll mourn how weak my graces be,
And beg support divine.My God, forgive my follies past,
And be for ever nigh;
O Lord of my salvation, haste,
Before Thy servant die.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 38:1] In Thy Wrath And Hot Displeasure
In Thy wrath and hot displeasure,
Chasten not Thy servant, Lord;
Let Thy mercy, without measure,
Help and peace to me afford.Heavy is my tribulation,
Sore my punishment has been;
Broken by Thine indignation,
I am troubled by my sin.With my burden of transgression
Heavy laden, overborne,
Humbled low I make confession,
For my folly now I mourn.Weak and wounded, I implore Thee:
Lord, to me Thy mercy show;
All my prayer is now before Thee,
All my trouble Thou dost know.Darkness gathers, foes assail me.
But I answer not a word;
All my friends desert and fail me,
Only Thou my cry hast heard.Lord, in Thee I am confiding;
Thou wilt answer when I call,
Lest my foes, the good deriding,
Triumph in Thy servant’s fall.I am prone to halt and stumble,
Grief and sorrow dwell within,
Shame and guilt my spirit humble,
I am sorry for my sin.Foes about my soul are closing,
Full of hatred, false and strong;
Choosing good, I find opposing
All who love and do the wrong.Lord, my God, do not forsake me,
Let me know that Thou art near,
Under Thy protection take me,
As my Savior now appear.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Mazmur 46:1
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[Mzm 46:1] God Is A Stronghold And A Tower
God is a Stronghold and a Tower,
A Help that never faileth,
A covering Shield, a Sword of power,
When Satan’s host assaileth.
In vain our crafty foe
Still strives to work us woe,
Still lurks and lies in wait
With more than earthly hate;
We will not faint, nor tremble.Frail sinners are we: naught remains
For hope or consolation,
Save in His strength Whom God ordains
Our Captain of salvation.
Yes, Jesus Christ alone
The Lord of hosts we own,
God ere the world began,
The Word-made-flesh for man,
Still conquering, and to conquer.Though fiercely strive the hosts of ill
Within us, and around us,
With fiendish strength, and fiendish skill,
Yet ne’er may they confound us.
Man’s night of dark despair,
When storm clouds fill the air,
In God’s triumphal hour,
The noonday of His power,
One word, and He prevaileth.Our Father’s truth abideth sure;
Christ, our Redeemer, liveth;
For us He pleads His offering pure,
To us His Spirit giveth.
Though dear ones pass away,
Though strength and life decay,
Yet loss shall be our gain,
For God doth still remain
Our All-in-all forever.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 46:1] God Is Our Refuge And Defense
God is our Refuge and Defense;
In trouble our unfailing Aid;
Secure in His omnipotence,
What foe can make our souls afraid?Yea, though the earth’s foundations rock,
And mountains down the gulf be hurled,
His people smile amid the shock:
They look beyond this transient world.There is a river pure and bright,
Whose streams make glad the heavenly plains;
Where, in eternity of light,
The city of our God remains.Built by the Word of His command,
With His unclouded presence blest,
Firm as His throne the bulwarks stand,
There is our home, our hope, our rest.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 46:1] God Is Our Refuge And Our Strength
God is our Refuge and our Strength,
Our ever present Aid,
And, therefore, though the earth remove,
We will not be afraid;
Though hills amidst the sea be cast,
Though foaming waters roar,
Yes, though the mighty billows shake
The mountains on the shore.A river flows whose streams make glad
The city of our God,
The holy place wherein the Lord
Most High has His abode;
Since God is in the midst of her,
Unmoved her walls shall stand,
For God will be her early help,
When trouble is at hand.The nations raged, the kingdoms moved,
But when His voice was heard
The troubled earth was stilled to peace
Before His mighty Word.
The Lord of Hosts is on our side,
Our safety is secure;
The God of Jacob is for us
A refuge strong and sure.O come, behold what wondrous works
Jehovah’s hand has wrought;
Come, see what desolation great
He on the earth has brought.
To utmost ends of all the earth
He causes war to cease;
The weapons of the strong destroyed,
He makes abiding peace.Be still and know that I am God,
O’er all exalted high;
The subject nations of the earth
My Name shall magnify.
The Lord of Hosts is on our side,
Our safety is secure;
The God of Jacob is for us
A refuge strong and sure.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 46:1] God Is The Refuge Of His Saints
God is the refuge of His saints,
When storms of sharp distress invade;
Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold Him present with His aid.Let mountains from their seats be hurled
Down to the deep, and buried there;
Convulsions shake the solid world:
Our faith shall never yield to fear.Loud may the troubled ocean roar;
In sacred peace our souls abide;
While every nation, every shore,
Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide.There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God,
Life, love, and joy, still guiding through,
And wat’ring our divine abode.That sacred stream—Thy holy Word—
That all our raging fear controls;
Sweet peace Thy promises afford,
And give new strength to fainting souls.Zion enjoys her Monarch’s love,
Secure against a threatening hour;
Nor can her firm foundations move,
Built on His truth, and armed with power.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 46:1] Mighty Fortress Is Our God, A
A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing;
Our helper He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing:
For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and power are great, and, armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing;
Were not the right Man on our side, the Man of God’s own choosing:
Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He;
Lord Sabaoth, His Name, from age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us:
The Prince of Darkness grim, we tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure, for lo, his doom is sure,
One little word shall fell him.That word above all earthly powers, no thanks to them, abideth;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours through Him Who with us sideth:
Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also;
The body they may kill: God’s truth abideth still,
His kingdom is forever.A mighty fortress is our God, a trusty shield and weapon;
He helps us free from every need that hath us now overtaken.
The old evil foe now means deadly woe; deep guile and great might
Are his dread arms in fight; on Earth is not his equal.With might of ours can naught be done, soon were our loss effected;
But for us fights the Valiant One, whom God Himself elected.
Ask ye, who is this? Jesus Christ it is.
Of Sabbath Lord, and there’s none other God;
He holds the field forever.Though devils all the world should fill, all eager to devour us.
We tremble not, we fear no ill, they shall not overpower us.
This world’s prince may still scowl fierce as he will,
He can harm us none, he’s judged; the deed is done;
One little word can fell him.The Word they still shall let remain nor any thanks have for it;
He’s by our side upon the plain with His good gifts and Spirit.
And take they our life, goods, fame, child and wife,
Let these all be gone, they yet have nothing won;
The Kingdom ours remaineth.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mzm 46:1] Mourn For The Thousands Slain
Mourn for the thousands slain,
The youthful and the strong;
Mourn for the wine cup’s fearful reign,
And the deluded throng.Mourn for the ruined soul—
Eternal life and light,
Lost by the fiery, maddening bowl,
And turned to hopeless night.Mourn for the lost; but call,
Call to the strong, the free;
Rouse them to shun that dreadful fall,
And to the refuge flee.Mourn for the lost; but pray,
Pray to our God above,
To break the fell destroyer’s sway,
And show His saving love.Play source: Cyberhymnal
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