Himne Indonesia

Mazmur 103:12

Mazmur 65:11

Yakobus 1:12

Himne Inggris

Mazmur 8:5

• [Mzm 8:5] Go Forth To Life, O Child Of Earth

  Go forth to life, O child of earth! Still mindful of thy heav’nly birth; Thou art not here for ease, or sin, But manhood’s noble crown to win. Tho’ passion’s fires are in thy soul, Thy spirit can their flames control; Tho’ tempters strong beset thy way, Thy spirit is more strong than they. Go on from innocence of youth To manly purity and truth; God’s angels still are near to save, And God Himself doth help the brave. Then forth to life, O child of earth! Be worthy of thy heav’nly birth! For noble service thou art here; Thy brothers help, thy God revere!

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Mazmur 21:3

• [Mzm 21:3] Year Of Precious Blessings, A

  A year of precious blessings And glorious victories won, Of earnest work progressing, Its onward course has run; To Thee, O God, our Refuge, Whose goodness crowns our days, Within Thy earthly temple, We lift our souls in praise; Within Thy earthly temple, We lift our souls in praise. Thou Master of assemblies In mighty power descend, Behold our glad reunion, Conduct it to the end; Inspire our hearts with courage And deeper love for Thee, That all, Thy Name may honor, Where’er our field may be, That all, Thy Name may honor, Where’er our field may be. O Church of God’s anointed, March on the world to win, Lead forth thy ranks by millions Against the hosts of sin, Till at His throne in glory, Where angels prostrate fall, One hallelujah chorus Shall crown Him Lord of all, One hallelujah chorus Shall crown Him Lord of all.

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Mazmur 65:11

• [Mzm 65:11] Break, Newborn Year

  Break, newborn year, on glad eyes break, Melodious voices move; On, rolling time; thou canst not make The Father cease to love. The parted year had wingèd feet; The Savior still doth stay; The new year comes; but Spirit sweet, Thou goest not away. Our hearts in tears may oft run o’er; But Lord, Thy smile still beams; Our sins are swelling evermore, But pardoning grace still streams. Lord, from this year more service win, More glory, more delight: O make its hours less sad with sin, Its days with Thee more bright. Then we may bless its precious things If earthly cheer should come, Or gladsome mount on angel wings If Thou wouldst take us home. O golden then the hours must be; The year must needs be sweet; Yes, Lord, with happy melody Thine opening grace we greet.

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• [Mzm 65:11] Eternal Source Of Every Joy

  Eternal source of every joy, Well may Thy praise our lips employ, While in Thy temple we appear, Whose goodness crowns the circling year. Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports and guides the whole: The sun is taught by Thee to rise, And darkness when to veil the skies. The flowery spring, at Thy command, Perfumes the air and paints the land; The summer days with vigor shine, To raise the corn and cheer the vine. Thy hand in autumn richly pours Through all our coasts redundant stores; And winters, softened by Thy care, No more a face of horror wear. Seasons and months, and weeks, and days, Demand successive songs of praise; Still be the cheerful homage paid, With opening light and evening shade. Here in Thy house shall incense rise, And circling Sabbaths bless our eyes, Still we will make Thy mercies known Around Thy board, around our own. O may our more harmonious tongue In worlds unknown pursue the song; And in those brighter courts adore, Where days and years revolve no more!

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• [Mzm 65:11] Our Festive Song

  We welcome with delight Another happy day, Our hearts like merry bells Ring out the silver lay; We catch the rosy beams Reflected from the eye Of Him Whose wonders fill the earth, Whose glory fills the sky. Refrain Another year has gone, Another year begun; To our Redeemer glory be For all His love for me. We thank His holy Name For all His tender care, We praise Him for the Sunday School, And faithful teachers there. Cold winter flies away, The blushing, fairy spring Comes tripping o’er the lees, While birds are on the wing; And now, a merry throng, We come as glad as they; Our banners waving in the air, We hail our festive day. Refrain The straight and narrow path O may we early find, And try to serve the Lord With heart, and soul, and mind; O what a happy day, And one that ne’er shall end, In that bright world where angels sing, We all with Him may spend! Refrain

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Yakobus 1:12

• [Yak 1:12] The Lights Of Home

  O the friends that now are waiting, In the cloudless realms of day, Who are calling me to follow Where their steps have led the way; They have laid aside their armor, And their earthly course is run; They have kept the faith with patience And their crown of life is won. Refrain They are calling, gently calling, Sweetly calling me to come, And I’m looking through the shadows For the blessèd lights of home. They have laid aside their armor For the robe of spotless white; And with Jesus they are walking Where the river sparkles bright. We have labored here together, We have labored side by side, Just a little while before me They have crossed the rolling tide. Refrain On those dear familiar faces There will be no trace of care; Every sigh was hushed forever At the palace gate so fair. I shall see them, I shall know them, I shall hear their song of love, And we’ll all sing hallelujah In our Father’s house above. Refrain

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Yakobus 1:1

• [Yak 1:1] Dear Lord And Master Mine

  Dear Lord and Master mine, Thy happy servant see; My Conqueror, with what joy divine Thy captive clings to Thee! I love Thy yoke to wear, To feel Thy gracious bands; Sweetly restrained by Thy care And happy in Thy hands. No bar would I remove, No bond would I unbind; Within the limits of Thy love Full liberty I find. I would not walk alone, But still with Thee, my God; At every step my blindness own, And ask of Thee the road. The weakness I enjoy That casts me on Thy breast; The conflicts that Thy strength employ Make me divinely blest. Dear Lord and Master mine, Still keep Thy servant true; My Guardian and my Guide divine Bring, bring Thy pilgrim through. My Conqueror and my King, Still keep me in Thy train; And with Thee Thy glad captive bring When Thou return’st to reign.

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  source: Cyberhymnal