Himne Indonesia

1 Korintus 1:3-9

Yohanes 1:3

Wahyu 1:4-5

Himne Inggris

1 Korintus 1:3-9

• [1Kor 1:7] I’m Waiting For Thee, Lord

  I’m waiting for Thee, Lord, Thy beauty to see, Lord; I’m waiting for Thee— For Thy coming again. Thou’rt gone over there, Lord, A place to prepare, Lord, Thy home I shall share At Thy coming again. ’Mid danger and fear, Lord, I’m oft weary here, Lord, The day must be near of Thy coming again. ’Tis all sunshine there, Lord, No sighing nor care, Lord, But glory so fair At Thy coming again. Whilst Thou art away, Lord, I stumble and stray, Lord; Oh! hasten the day of Thy coming again. This is not my rest, Lord, A pilgrim confessed, Lord, I wait to be blest, At Thy coming again. E’en now let my ways, Lord, Be bright with Thy praise, Lord; For brief are the days ere Thy coming again. I’m waiting for Thee, Lord, Thy beauty to see, Lord, No triumph for me Like Thy coming again.

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Titus 1:4

• [Tit 1:4] Come, Thou Savior Of Our Race

  Come, Thou Savior of our race, Choicest Gift of heav’nly grace! O Thou blessèd virgin’s Son, Be Thy race on earth begun, Be Thy race on earth begun. Not of mortal blood or birth, He descends from Heaven to earth; By the Holy Ghost conceived, God and man by us believed, God and man by us believed. Wondrous birth! O wondrous Child Of the virgin undefiled! Though by all the world disowned, Still to be in Heaven enthroned, Still to be in Heaven enthroned From the Father forth He came, And returneth to the same; Captive leading death and hell— High the song of triumph swell, High the song of triumph swell! Equal to the Father now, Though to dust Thou once didst bow, Boundless shall Thy kingdom be; When shall we its glories see, When shall we its glories see? Brightly doth Thy manger shine! Glorious in its light divine: Let not sin o’ercloud this light, Ever be our faith thus bright, Ever be our faith thus bright.

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Yohanes 1:3

• [Yoh 1:3] All That’s Good, And Great, And True

  All that’s good, and great, and true, All that is and is to be, Be it old or be it new, Comes, O Father, comes from Thee. Mercies dawn with every day, Newer, brighter than before; And the sun’s declining ray Layeth others up in store. Not a bird that doth not sing Sweetest praises to Thy Name; Not an insect on the wing But Thy wonders doth proclaim. Every blade and every tree All in happy concert ring, And in wondrous harmony Join in praises to their King. Fill us, then, with love divine; Grant that we, though toiling here, May in spirit, being Thine, See and hear Thee everywhere. May we all, with songs of praise, Whilst on earth Thy Name adore, Till with angel choirs we raise Songs of praise forevermore.

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• [Yoh 1:3] God Of Creation, All-powerful

  God of creation, all-pow’rful, all-wise, Lord of the universe, rich with surprise, Maker, Sustainer, and Ruler of all, We are your children—you hear when we call. God of the ages, through time’s troubled years, You are the one in whom hist’ry coheres; Nations and empires your purpose fulfill, Moving in freedom, yet working your will. God of redemption, who wrought our rebirth, Called out your church from the ends of the earth, Still you are Savior, put darkness to flight; Overcome sin by salvation’s pure light. God of your people, your Word still stands fast; Do for us now as you’ve done in the past! Yours is the kingdom, your triumph we claim, Challenging evil in Jesus’ strong name. God of our now, all our trust is in you, Covenant God, ever faithful and true; Sov’reign Creator, Redeemer, and Lord, Now and forever your name be adored!

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• [Yoh 1:3] Jesus Is God!

  Jesus is God! The solid earth, The ocean broad and bright, The countless stars like golden dust, That strew the sky at night, The wheeling storm, the dreadful fire, The pleasant wholesome air, The summer’s sun, the winter’s frost, His own creation were. Jesus is God! The glorious bands Of golden angels sing Songs of adoring praise to Him, Their Maker and their King. He was true God in Bethlehem’s crib, On Calvary’s cross true God, He Who in Heav’n eternal reigned, In time on earth abode. Jesus is God! Let sorrow come, And pain, and every ill, All are worthwhile, for all are means His glory to fulfill; Worthwhile a thousand years of woe To speak one little word, If by that “I believe” we own The Godhead of our Lord. Jesus is God! O! could I now But compass earth and sea, To teach and tell the single truth, How happy should I be! O! had I but an angel’s voice, I would proclaim so loud, Jesus, the good, the beautiful, Is everlasting God.

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• [Yoh 1:3] O Give Thanks To Him Who Made

  O give thanks to Him Who made Morning light and evening shade; Source and Giver of all good, Nightly sleep and daily food; Quickener of our wearied powers, Guard of our unconscious hours. O give thanks to nature’s King, Who made every breathing thing; His, our warm and sentient frame, His, the mind’s immortal flame. O how close the ties that bind Spirits to the Eternal Mind! O give thanks with heart and lip, For we are His workmanship; And all creatures are His care: Not a bird that cleaves the air Falls unnoticed; but who can Speak the Father’s love to man? O give thanks to Him Who came In a mortal, suffering frame— Temple of the Deity— Came for rebel man to die; In the path Himself hath trod Leading back His saints to God.

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• [Yoh 1:3] See The Gold Upon The Hills

  See the gold upon the hills, See the opal in the sky; Trembling dawn each valley fills, Christ’s own morning draweth nigh. His the kingdom, His the crown, His the ages yet to be; All the lands of fair renown, And the islands of the sea. All the hungers of the race, All the wounds from which men cry: All are met in Jesus’ grace; He doth heal and satisfy. None are strangers to His care, Royal gifts for all are free; All mankind His brethren are, And the world His Galilee. Victor He, when conquerors fail, King o’er all, when monarchs die; He shall through the earth prevail, Win the last long victory. His the gold upon the hills, His the light across the sea; His the purpose that fulfills, His the day that is to be.

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• [Yoh 1:3] There’s Not A Tint That Paints The Rose

  There’s not a tint that paints the rose, Or decks the lily fair, Or streaks the humblest flower that blows, But God has placed it there. There’s not of grass a single blade, Or leaf of loveliest green, Where heav’nly skill is not displayed, And heav’nly wisdom seen. There’s not a star whose twinkling light Shines on the distant earth And cheers the silent gloom of night, But God has given it birth. There’s not a place on earth’s vast round In ocean deep, or air, Where skill and wisdom are not found, For God is everywhere. Around, beneath, below, above, As far as space extends, There He displays His boundless love, And power with mercy blends.

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Wahyu 1:4-5

• [Why 1:5] Let Us Love And Sing And Wonder

  Let us love and sing and wonder, Let us praise the Savior’s Name! He has hushed the law’s loud thunder, He has quenched Mount Sinai’s flame. He has washed us with His blood, He has brought us nigh to God. Let us love the Lord Who bought us, Pitied us when enemies, Called us by His grace, and taught us, Gave us ears and gave us eyes: He has washed us with His blood, He presents our souls to God. Let us sing, though fierce temptation Threaten hard to bear us down! For the Lord, our strong Salvation, Holds in view the conqueror’s crown: He Who washed us with His blood Soon will bring us home to God. Let us wonder; grace and justice Join and point to mercy’s store; When through grace in Christ our trust is, Justice smiles and asks no more: He Who washed us with His blood Has secured our way to God. Let us praise, and join the chorus Of the saints enthroned on high; Here they trusted Him before us, Now their praises fill the sky: “Thou hast washed us with Your blood; Thou art worthy, Lamb of God!” Hark! the Name of Jesus, sounded Loud, from golden harps above! Lord, we blush, and are confounded, Faint our praises, cold our love! Wash our souls and songs with blood, For by Thee we come to God.

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• [Why 1:5] Lord, Enthroned In Heavenly Splendor

  Lord, enthroned in heavenly splendor, First begotten from the dead, You alone, our strong Defender, Now lift up Your people’s head. Refrain Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Jesus, true and living Bread! Jesus, true and living Bread! Here our humblest homage pay we, Here in loving reference bow; Here for faith’s discernment pray we, Lest we fail to know You now. Refrain Though the lowliest form doth veil Thee As of old in Bethlehem, Here as there Thine angels hail Thee, Branch and Flower of Jesse’s stem. Refrain Paschal Lamb, Your offering finished Once for all when You were slain, In its fullness undiminished Shall forevermore remain. Refrain Great High Priest of our profession, Through the veil Thou wentest in, By Thy mighty intercession, Grace and peace for us to win. Refrain Life imparting heavenly Manna, Smitten Rock with streaming side, Heaven and earth with loud hosanna Worship You, the Lamb Who died. Refrain

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• [Why 1:5] Now To The Lord, Who Makes Us Know

  Now to the Lord, that makes us know The wonders of His dying love, Be humble honors paid below, And strains of nobler praise above. ’Twas He that cleansed our foulest sins, And washed us in His richest blood; ’Tis He that makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebels near to God. To Jesus, our atoning Priest, To Jesus, our superior King, Be everlasting power confessed, And every tongue His glory sing. Behold, on flying clouds He comes, And every eye shall see Him move; Though with our sins we pierced Him once, Then He displays His pard’ning love. The unbelieving world shall wail, While we rejoice to see the day: Come, Lord; nor let Thy promise fail, Nor let Thy chariots long delay.

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