Himne Indonesia

Matius 21:21-22

Markus 11:22-24

Markus 16:1

Himne Inggris

Yakobus 5:16

• [Yak 5:16] Blessing In Prayer, A

  There is rest, sweet rest, at the Master’s feet, There is favor now at the mercy seat, For atoning blood has been sprinkled there; There is always a blessing, a blessing in prayer. Refrain There’s a blessing in prayer, in believing prayer, When our Savior’s Name to the throne we bear; Then a Father’s love will receive us there; There is always a blessing, a blessing in prayer. There is grace to help in our time of need, For our Friend above is a Friend, indeed; We may cast on Him every grief and care; There is always a blessing, a blessing in prayer. Refrain When our songs are glad with the joy of life, When our hearts are sad with its ills and strife, When the powers of sin would the soul ensnare, There is always a blessing, a blessing in prayer. Refrain There is perfect peace tho’ the wild waves roll, There are gifts of love for the seeking soul, Till we praise the Lord in His home so fair, There is always a blessing, a blessing in prayer. Refrain

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• [Yak 5:16] My Mother’s Prayer

  I never can forget the day I heard my mother kindly say, “You’re leaving now my tender care; Remember, child, your mother’s prayer.” Refrain Whene’er I think of her so dear, I feel her angel spirit near; A voice comes floating on the air, Reminding me of Mother’s prayer. I never can forget the voice That always made my heart rejoice; Though I have wandered God knows where, Still I remember Mother’s prayer. Refrain Though years have gone, I can’t forget Those words of love—I hear them yet; I see her by the old arm chair, My mother dear, in humble prayer. Refrain I never can forget the hour I felt the Savior’s cleansing pow’r. My sin and guilt be canceled there, ’Twas there He answered Mother’s prayer. O praise the Lord for saving grace! We’ll meet up yonder face to face; The home above together share, In answer to my mother’s prayer.

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• [Yak 5:16] My Name In Mother’s Prayer

  I never can forget the day I heard my mother kindly say, “You’re leaving now my tender care; Remember, child, your mother’s prayer.” Refrain Whene’er I think of her so dear, I feel her angel spirit near; A voice comes floating on the air, Reminding me of Mother’s prayer. I never can forget the voice That always made my heart rejoice; Though I have wandered God knows where, Still I remember Mother’s prayer. Refrain Though years have gone, I can’t forget Those words of love—I hear them yet; I see her by the old arm chair, My mother dear, in humble prayer. Refrain I never can forget the hour I felt the Savior’s cleansing pow’r. My sin and guilt be canceled there, ’Twas there He answered Mother’s prayer. O praise the Lord for saving grace! We’ll meet up yonder face to face; The home above together share, In answer to my mother’s prayer.

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Matius 17:20-21

• [Mat 17:21] O Father, In Whose Great Design

  O Father, in Whose great design Our human love is made divine, Teach us to give our love to those By sin beset and all its woes; On Thee for them to cast our care, By fasting and by lowly prayer. Lord Jesu, grant us eyes to see In our poor brethren Thine and Thee— To give ourselves where others need; Where others sin to intercede; And thus, by fasting and by prayer, Our brethren’s burden seek to bear. O Spirit, by Whose grace alone The many members are made one O warm our hearts, inspire our will, That we Thy purpose may fulfill; And thus, by fasting and by prayer, Through Thee “the glorious Church” prepare. O God, all-loving Three in One Whom we shall see beyond the sun; Where walk in white the blood-bought throng, Where soars to Thee the sweet new song, Grant that we find the brethren there We sought by fasting and by prayer.

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Markus 11:22-24

• [Mrk 11:23] Creator Of The Stars Of Night

  Creator Spirit, by Whose aid The world’s foundations first were laid, Come, visit every pious mind; Come, pour Thy joys on human kind; From sin, and sorrow set us free; And make Thy temples worthy Thee. O Source of uncreated Light, The Father’s promised Paraclete! Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heav’nly love inspire; Come, and Thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us, while we sing! Plenteous of grace, descend from high, Thou strength of His almighty hand, Whose pow’r does Heav’n and earth command: Proceeding Spirit, our Defense, Who dost the gift of tongues dispense, And crown’st Thy gift with eloquence! Refine and purge our earthly parts; But, oh, inflame and fire our hearts! Our frailties help, our vice control; Submit the senses to the soul; And when rebellious they are grown, Then, lay Thy hand, and hold them down. Create all new; our wills control, Subdue the rebel in our soul; Make us eternal truths receive, And practice all that we believe; Give us Thyself, that we may see The Father and the Son by Thee. Immortal honor, endless fame, Attend th’almighty Father’s Name: The Savior Son be glorified, Who for lost man’s redemption died: And equal adoration be, Eternal Paraclete, to Thee.

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• [Mrk 11:23] Give Me The Faith Which Can Remove

  Give me the faith which can remove And sink the mountain to a plain; Give me the childlike praying love, Which longs to build Thy house again; Thy love, let it my heart overpower, And all my simple soul devour. I want an even strong desire, I want a calmly fervent zeal, To save poor souls out of the fire, To snatch them from the verge of hell, And turn them to a pardoning God, And quench the brands in Jesus’ blood. I would the precious time redeem, And longer live for this alone, To spend and to be spent for them Who have not yet my Savior known; Fully on these my mission prove, And only breathe, to breathe Thy love. My talents, gifts, and graces, Lord, Into Thy blessed hands receive; And let me live to preach Thy Word, And let me to Thy glory live; My every sacred moment spend In publishing the sinner’s Friend. Enlarge, inflame, and fill my heart With boundless charity divine, So shall I all strength exert, And love them with a zeal like Thine, And lead them to Thy open side, The sheep for whom the Shepherd died. O that I was as heretofore When first sent forth in Jesu’s Name. I rush’d thro’ every open Door, And cried to All, ‘Behold the Lamb!’ Seiz’d the poor trembling Slaves of Sin, And forc’d the Outcasts to come in.

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• [Mrk 11:23] Only Believe

  Fear not, little flock, from the cross to the throne, From death into life He went for His own; All power in earth, all power above, Is given to Him for the flock of His love. Refrain Only believe, only believe; All things are possible, only believe, Only believe, only believe; All things are possible, only believe. Fear not, little flock, He goeth ahead, Your Shepherd selecteth the path you must tread; The waters of Marah He’ll sweeten for thee, He drank all the bitter in Gethsemane. Refrain Fear not, little flock, whatever your lot, He enters all rooms, “the doors being shut,” He never forsakes; He never is gone, So count on His presence in darkness and dawn. Refrain

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