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Himne Indonesia
Markus 9:1-22
Pelengkap Kidung Jemaat
Jangan Gentar, Hai Kawanan Kecil [PKJ.257]
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Lukas 12:32; Matius 28:18; Lukas 8:50; Markus 9:22; Keluaran 15:23-25; Yesaya 41:10; Lukas 12:32; Matius 28:18; Lukas 8:50; Markus 9:22; Keluaran 15:23-25; Yesaya 41:10
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1. Janganlah gentar, hai kawanan kecil.
Rajamu menang atas maut ngeri;
segala kuasa dib’ri padaNya
di sorga, di bumi demi umatNya.
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2. Percayalah, percayalah!
Tiada yang mustahil, percayalah!
Percayalah, percayalah!
Tiada yang mustahil, percayalah!
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3. Janganlah gentar, hai kawanan kecil.
Gembala memilih tempat kau pergi;
getir kepahitan dimaniskanNya,
pahitnya diminumNya di Golgota.
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4. Percayalah, percayalah!
Tiada yang mustahil, percayalah!
Percayalah, percayalah!
Tiada yang mustahil, percayalah!
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5. Janganlah gentar, hai kawanan kecil.
Dengan Tuhan hadir kau tak terpencil;
kau tak ‘kan pernah ditinggalkan tetap;
Tuhan beserta dalam t’rang dan gelap.
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6. Percayalah, percayalah!
Tiada yang mustahil, percayalah!
Percayalah, percayalah!
Tiada yang mustahil, percayalah!
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Himne Inggris
Markus 9:1-22
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[Mrk 9:5] Lord Jesus, On The Holy Mount
Lord Jesus, on the holy mount
We would abide with Thee,
Still drinking from the blessèd fount
Of grace, so rich and free. There prophets praise Thy glorious Name,
And deeds which Thou hast done;
And there the Father’s words proclaim
His own belovèd Son. The rays of Thy transfigured face
Beam with such golden light
That we would never leave the place,
Nor lose the heavenly sight. But there is work on earth to do,
The suffering soul to heal;
The harvest great, the laborers few
Thy kingdom to reveal. We may not linger on the mount,
Where bright Thy glories shine;
We may not taste the sacred fount
Of blessedness divine. But let some beams of heavenly light
Make bright our earthly way;
Then grant the beatific sight
Of heaven and endless day. |
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source: Cyberhymnal |
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[Mrk 9:7] I Love The Voice Divine
I love the voice divine that speaks
The words of life and peace,
That bids the penitent rejoice,
And sin and sorrow cease. No healing balm on earth like this,
Can cheer the contrite heart;
No flattering dreams of earthly bliss
Such pure delight impart. How merciful and kind Thou art
Thy goodness to reveal;
Bind up, O Lord, the broken heart,
The wounded spirit heal. Let Thy bright presence, Lord, restore
Peace to the anxious breast;
Conduct me in the path that leads
To everlasting rest. |
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source: Cyberhymnal |
