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Pengkhotbah 11:9-10

• [Pkh 11:9] Ye Sons Of Adam, Vain And Young

  Ye sons of Adam, vain and young, Indulge your eyes, indulge your tongue, Taste the delights your souls desire, And give a loose to all your fire; Pursue the pleasures you design, And cheer your hearts with songs and wine; Enjoy the day of mirth, but know There is a day of judgment, too. God from on high records your thoughts, His book records your secret faults; The works of darkness you have done Must all appear before the sun. The vengeance to your follies due Should strike your hearts with terror through: How will you stand before His face, Or answer for His injured grace? Almighty God! turn off their eyes From these alluring vanities; And let the thunder of Thy Word Awake their souls to fear the Lord.

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Kisah Para Rasul 14:17

• [Kis 14:17] Behold The Lovely Springtime

  Behold the lovely springtime! We hail its rosy hours, We welcome back the sunshine And cool, refreshing showers; There’s beauty all around us, And music everywhere; O praise our great Creator Who makes the earth so fair. Refrain Come, children, join the chorus, Ring out in joyful strain A song of love to God above; The Spring has come again. Our youth is like the springtime, Our hearts are like the flowers; Our smiles like playful sunbeams That cheer its passing hours; And may our deeds of kindness, As one by one they fall, Be like the gentle raindrops Our Father sends to all. Refrain Each tender bud and blossom, From out its dewy leaves, Gives back to God who made it The sweet perfume it breathes; Then let us give to Jesus Our youthful hearts today, And in life’s happy springtime, Begin the heavenly way. Refrain

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• [Kis 14:17] Song Of Spring Once More We Sing, A

  A song of spring once more we sing As winter flies away, And changeful hours bring sun and showers To weave a crown for May; With heart and voice we all rejoice, On this returning day. For once again the promise-strain Floats down from days of yore, That fruits of earth shall wake to birth, To bless the toiler’s store; Each annual round with bounties crowned, Till time shall be no more. Thee, Lord, we praise for springtide days, And life’s yet fairer spring; These golden hours, these opening powers, We in glad service bring, Thine own to be, from sin set free, Our Father, Savior, King.

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