Himne Indonesia

Zefanya 1:1--3:20

Himne Inggris

Zefanya 1:1--3:20

• [Zef 1:14] The King Shall Come When Morning Dawns

  The King shall come when morning dawns, And light triumphant breaks; When beauty gilds the eastern hills, And life to joy awakes. Not as of old a little child To bear, and fight, and die, But crowned with glory like the sun That lights the morning sky. O brighter than the rising morn When He, victorious, rose, And left the lonesome place of death, Despite the rage of foes. O brighter than that glorious morn Shall this fair morning be, When Christ, our King, in beauty comes, And we His face shall see. The King shall come when morning dawns, And earth’s dark night is past; O haste the rising of that morn, The day that aye shall last. And let the endless bliss begin, By weary saints foretold, When right shall triumph over wrong, And truth shall be extolled. The King shall come when morning dawns, And light and beauty brings: Hail, Christ the Lord! Thy people pray, Come quickly, King of kings.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Zef 1:15] Day Of Wrath, O Day Of Mourning

  Day of wrath, O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophet’s warning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning. Oh, what fear man’s bosom rendeth When from Heav’n the Judge descendeth On Whose sentence all dependeth! Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth, Through earth’s sepulchers it ringeth, All before the throne it bringeth. Death is struck and nature quaking; All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making. Lo, the book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded; Thence shall judgment be awarded. When the Judge His seat attaineth And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth. What shall I, frail man, be pleading? Who for me be interceding When the just are mercy needing? King of majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us. Think, good Jesus, my salvation Caused Thy wondrous incarnation; Leave me not to reprobation! Faint and weary Thou hast sought me, On the cross of suffering bought me; Shall such grace be vainly brought me? Righteous Judge, for sin’s pollution Grant Thy gift of absolution Ere that day of retribution! Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning: Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning! From that sinful woman shriven, From the dying thief forgiven, Thou to me a hope hast given. Worthless are my prayers and sighing; Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying. With Thy favored sheep, oh, place me! Nor among the goats abase me, But to Thy right hand upraise me. While the wicked are confounded, Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, Call me, with Thy saints surrounded. Low I kneel with heart submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition! Day of sorrow, day of weeping, When, in dust no longer sleeping, Man awakes in Thy dread keeping! To the rest Thou didst prepare me On Thy cross; O Christ, upbear me! Spare, O God, in mercy spare me!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Zef 1:15] Day Of Wrath, O Dreadful Day!

  Day of wrath, O dreadful day! When this world shall pass away, And the heavens together roll, Shriveling like a parchèd scroll, Long foretold by saint and sage, David’s harp and sibyl’s page. Day of terror, day of doom, When at last the Judge shall come! Through the deep and silent gloom, Shrouding every human tomb, Shall the archangel’s trumpet tone Summon all before the throne. O just Judge, to whom belongs, Vengeance for all earthly wrongs, Grant forgiveness, Lord, at last, Ere the dread account be past; Lo, my sighs, my guilt, my shame! Spare me for Thine own great Name. Thou, who bad’st the sinner cease From her tears and go in peace, Thou, who to the dying thief Spakest pardon and relief, Thou, O Lord, to me hast given, E’en to me, the hope of Heaven.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Hagai 1:1--2:23

• [Hag 2:6] As In The Days Of Haggai When

  As in the days of Haggai when The Hebrews hewed from stone Jehovah’s temple, built again To serve their God alone, So too our hearts can be remade, From stone to flesh—the heav’nly blade Carves out an earthly home. The temple of Zerubabel, Like that of Solomon Sustained attack, gave way, and fell To rise and fall again. But when God’s Temple died and rose He kept the promise giv’n to those Who built the temple then. God shook the earth and Gentiles then Brought treasure to His store, But heaven and earth will shake again When our King comes once more. Then all that can be shaken will Be purged and dross removed until He clears His threshing floor.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Hag 2:7] Come, Thou Desire Of All Thy Saints

  Come, Thou Desire of all Thy saints! Our humble strains attend, While with our praises and complaints, Low at Thy feet we bend. How should our songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise! How should our souls, on wings of love, Mount upward to the skies! Come Lord! Thy love alone can raise In us the heavenly flame; Then shall our lips resound Thy praise Our hearts adore Thy Name. Dear Savior, let Thy glory shine, And fill Thy dwellings here, Till life, and love, and joy divine A Heaven on earth appear. Then shall our hearts enraptured say, Come, great Redeemer! come, And bring the bright, the glorious day, That calls Thy children home.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Hag 2:7] Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus

  Come, Thou long expected Jesus Born to set Thy people free; From our fears and sins release us, Let us find our rest in Thee. Israel’s Strength and Consolation, Hope of all the earth Thou art; Dear Desire of every nation, Joy of every longing heart. Born Thy people to deliver, Born a child and yet a King, Born to reign in us forever, Now Thy gracious kingdom bring. By Thine own eternal Spirit Rule in all our hearts alone; By Thine all sufficient merit, Raise us to Thy glorious throne.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Hag 2:7] Desire Of Every Nation

  Desire of every nation, Light of the Gentiles, Thou! In fervent adoration Before Thy throne we bow; Our hearts and tongues adore Thee, Blest Dayspring from the skies. Like incense sweet before Thee, Permit our songs to rise. Thou Herald of the morning, They who in darkness dwell Behold Thy brightness dawning O’er realms of Israel. With glorious beams unclouded, Thy all-transcendent light Dispels the gloom that shrouded Earth’s dark and dismal night. Arise and shine in splendor, Thou bright and morning Star! The Gentiles come to render Their gifts from realms afar. The word by prophets spoken In truth is now fulfilled. And yearning hearts, once broken, With sweetest hope are filled. Arise and bring salvation To all who dwell below, Let earth in jubilation Reflect Thy radiant glow. O long expected Savior, Thou Hope of Israel, Let Gentiles gain Thy favor, And of Thy glory tell. Our Life and Resurrection, Lord Jesus Christ, Thou art; O shed Thy light’s reflection To earth’s remotest part; Let Gentile tongues confess Thee, Rejoicing in Thy light, The ransomed thousands bless Thee, Thou hast dispelled the night.

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  source: Cyberhymnal