Himne Indonesia
Lukas 2:35
Kidung Jemaat
Hai Malaikat dari Sorga [KJ.97]
1. Hai malaikat dari sorga, sayapmu bentangkanlah;
nyanyi di seluruh dunia: lahir Kristus, Rajanya!
Sudah lahir Kristus Raja, mari sujud menyembah!
Luk 2:8-14
2. Hai gembala yang menjaga dombamu di efrata,
Allah beserta manusia; mari menyaksikannya!
Sudah lahir Kristus Raja, mari sujud menyembah!
3. Hai Majusi dari Timur, karyamu tinggalkanlah;
carilah Harapan Dunia, ikut sinar bintangNya!
Sudah lahir Kristus Raja, mari sujud menyembah!
Mat 2:1-11
4. Hai kaum saleh yang menunggu dalam dunia yang resah,
lihat, Allahmu sendiri turun dalam PutraNya!
Sudah lahir Kristus Raja, mari sujud menyembah!
Luk 2:25-38
5. Langit, bumi, mari ikut muliakanlah terus
Khalik, Penebus, Pembaru: Bapa, Putra, Roh Kudus!
Sudah lahir Kristus Raja, mari sujud menyembah!Play - Lihat Bunda yang Berduka [KJ.172]
1. Lihat bunda yang berduka di depan salib Sang Put'ra;
air mata bergenang. O betapa jiwa ibu tersedu menanggung pilu,
bagai ditembus pedang.
Luk 2:35
2. Bunda Put'ra Tunggal Allah disebut "yang berbahagia"
kini sangat bersedih. Hatinya dirundung duka,
kar'na Put'ra yang termulia bersengsara di salib.
Luk 1:28, 42
3. O siapa tidak pilu menyaksikan bunda Kristus menangisi
Put'ranya? Dan siapa tak tergugah menyelami duka bunda
Dalam siksa Anaknya?
4. Dilihatnya Yesus, Put'ra, yang tersiksa dan terluka
kar'na dosa umatNya dan bergumul sendirian
menghadapi kematian menyerahkan nyawaNya.
5. Wahai bunda, sumber kasih, biar turut kuhayati
dukamu yang mencekam; biar hatiku bernyala mengasihi
Put'ra Allah dan padaNya berkenan.
6. Biarlah sengsara aib dari Dia yang tersalib tersemat di hatiku;
yang ditanggungNya bagiku kudekap bersamamu.
7. Biar aku disampingmu pilu kar'na wafat Kristus
di sepanjang hidupku; inilah keinginanku:
di dekat salib Put'ramu besertamu tersedu.
8. O perawan yang terpilih, perkenankan aku ini
ikut dikau bersedih; biar kematian Tuhan
dan darahNya yang tercurah kukenangkan tak henti.
9. Biar aku pun terluka, menghayati salib Tuhan,
digerakkan kasihNya. Hatiku engkau kobarkan;
biar aku dibebaskan dalam penghakimanNya.
10. Biarlah salib Tuhanku jadi benteng naunganku dan kurasa rahmatNya.
Bila nanti aku mati, biar aku mewarisi kemuliaan yang baka.Play
Himne Inggris
Lukas 2:35
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[Luk 2:35] At The Cross, Her Station Keeping
At the cross, her station keeping,
Stood the mournful mother weeping,
Where He hung, the dying Lord;
For her soul of joy bereavèd,
Bowed with anguish, deeply grievèd,
Felt the sharp and piercing sword.Oh, how sad and sore distressèd
Now was she, that mother blessèd
Of the sole begotten One;
Deep the woe of her affliction,
When she saw the crucifixion
Of her ever glorious Son.Who, on Christ’s dear mother gazing
Pierced by anguish so amazing
Born of woman, would not weep?
Who, on Christ’s dear mother thinking
Such a cup of sorrow drinking
Would not share her sorrows deep?For His people’s sins chastisèd,
She beheld her Son despisèd,
Scourged, and crowned with thorns entwined;
Saw Him then from judgment taken,
And in death by all forsaken,
Till His Spirit He resigned.Jesu, may her deep devotion
Stir in me the same emotion,
Fount of love, Redeemer kind,
That my heart fresh ardor gaining,
And a purer love attaining,
May with Thee acceptance find.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 2:35] Near The Cross, Her Vigil Keeping
Near the cross, her vigil keeping,
Stood the mother, worn with weeping,
Where He hung, the dying Lord;
Through her soul, in anguish groaning,
Bowed in sorrow, sighing, moaning,
Passed the sharp and piercing sword.O the weight of her affliction!
Hers, who won God’s benediction,
Hers, who bore God’s Holy One:
O that speechless, ceaseless yearning!
O those dim eyes never turning
From her wondrous, suffering Son!Who upon that mother gazing,
In her trouble so amazing,
Born of woman, would not weep?
Who of Christ’s dear mother thinking,
While her Son that cup is drinking,
Would not share her sorrow deep?For His people’s sin chastisèd
She beheld her Son despisèd,
Bound and bleeding ’neath the rod;
Saw the Lord’s Anointed taken,
Dying desolate, forsaken,
Heard Him yield His soul to God.Near Thy cross, O Christ, abiding,
Grief and love my heart dividing,
I with her would take my place;
By Thy guardian cross uphold me,
In Thy dying, Christ, enfold me
With the deathless arms of grace.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 2:35] Near The Cross Was Mary Weeping
Near the cross was Mary weeping,
There her mournful station keeping,
Gazing on her dying Son;
There in speechless anguish groaning,
Yearning, trembling, sighing, moaning,
Through her soul the sword had gone.When no eye its pity gave us,
When there was no arm to save us,
He His love and power displayed:
By His stripes He wrought our healing,
By His death, our life revealing,
He for us the ransom paid.Jesus, may Thy love constrain us,
That from sin we may refrain us,
In Thy griefs may deeply grieve;
Thee our best affections giving,
To Thy glory ever living,
May we in Thy glory live.Play source: Cyberhymnal
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