Kel 15:1; Mzm 7:1 (Himne) - Tampilan Daftar Ayat

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Himne Indonesia

Keluaran 15:1

Kidung Jemaat

Tabuh Gendang [KJ.292] Hover pada judul lagu untuk mendengarkan musik

1. Tabuh gendang! Sambil menari nyanyikan lagu yang merdu! Bunyikanlah gambus, kecapi: mari memuji Allahmu! Karya Besar yang agung benar t'lah dilakukanNya terhadap umatNya!	Kel 15:1-21 Mzm 66 Mzm 98
2. Israel pun atas berkatNya riang gembira bermazmur. Ikut serta kita percaya dan kepadaNya bersyukur: "Tuhanlah baik, kasihNya ajaib kekal selamanya; terpuji namaNya!"	Mzm 118:1-4, 29 Mzm 136
3. Dulu telah dari himpitan Ia bebaskan umatNya. Habis mendung Ia berikan sinar mentari yang cerah! Puji terus yang Mahakudus: Bebanmu yang berat digantiNya berkat!	Mzm 77:17-21
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Ya Tuhan, pada Saat Dibaptiskan [KJ.307] Hover pada judul lagu untuk mendengarkan musik

1. Ya Tuhan, pada saat dibaptiskan, kami terima tanda kasihMu; air bah pernah membawa kematian, tetapi s'lamat isi baht'ra Nuh.	Kej 7-8 Ibr 11:7 2 Ptr 2:5
2. Firaun yang melawan tujuanMu di Laut Merah sudah tenggelam, tapi umatMu dapat hidup baru dan bersyukur di pantai seberang.	Kel 14-15 Why 15:2-4
3. Dan Yunus yang menyangkal panggilannya Kau tenggelamkan di gelora laut, namun firmanMu mengembalikannya menjadi tanda hidup dari maut.	Yun 1-2 Mat 12:40
4. Dan Yesus juga rela dibaptiskan, di sungai Yordan nyata artinya: ketika itu Dia Kautahbiskan untuk menghapus dosa dunia.	Mat 3:13-17 Yoh 1:29-34
5. Ya Tuhan, pada saat dibaptiskan kami beroleh pengasihanMu: Kristus t'lah bangkit dari kematian; dalamNya Kaubangkitkan kami pun.	Rm 6:34Kol 2:12
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Himne Inggris

Mazmur 7:1

[Mzm 7:1] Jehovah, My God, On Thy Help I Depend Hover pada judul lagu untuk mendengarkan musik

Jehovah, my God, on Thy help I depend;
From all that pursue me O save and defend;
Lest they like a lion should rend me at will:
While no one is near me their raging to still.

When wronged without cause I have kindness returned;
But if I my neighbor maltreated and spurned,
My soul let the enemy seize for his prey,
My life and mine honor in dust let him lay.

O Lord, in Thy wrath stay the rage of my foes;
Awake, and Thy judgment ordained interpose.
Let peoples surround Thee and wait at Thy feet,
While o’er them for judgment Thou takest Thy seat.

All nations of men shall be judged by the Lord;
To me, O Jehovah, just judgment accord,
As faithful and righteous in life I have been,
And ever integrity cherished within.

Establish the righteous, let evil depart,
For God, who is just, tries the thoughts of the heart.
In God for defense I have placed all my trust;
The upright He saves and He judges the just.

The Lord with the wicked is wroth every day,
And if they repent not is ready to slay;
By manifold ruin for others prepared
They surely at last shall themselves be ensnared.

Because He is righteous His praise will I sing,
Thanksgiving and honor to Him will I bring,
Will sing to the Lord on Whose grace I rely,
Extolling the Name of Jehovah Most High.

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source: Cyberhymnal

[Mzm 7:1] My Trust Is In My Heavenly Friend Hover pada judul lagu untuk mendengarkan musik

My trust is in my heavenly Friend,
My hope in Thee, my God;
Rise and my helpless life defend
From those that seek my blood.

With insolence and fury they
My soul in pieces tear,
As hungry lions rend the prey
When no deliverer’s near.

If I had e’er provoked them first,
Or once abused my foe,
Then let him tread my life to dust,
And lay mine honor low.

If there be malice found in me,
I know Thy piercing eyes;
I should not dare appeal to Thee,
Nor ask my God to rise.

Arise, my God, lift up Thy hand,
Their pride and power control;
Awake to judgment and command
Deliverance for my soul.

Let sinners and their wicked rage
Be humbled to the dust;
Shall not the God of truth engage
To vindicate the just?

He knows the heart, He tries the reins,
He will defend th’upright:
His sharpest arrows He ordains
Against the sons of spite.

For me their malice digged a pit,
But there themselves are cast;
My God makes all their mischief light
On their own heads at last.

That cruel persecuting race
Must feel His dreadful sword;
Awake, my soul, and praise the grace
And justice of the Lord.