Mzm 6:7; Mzm 69:3... (Himne) - Tampilan Daftar Ayat

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Tuhan Allah, Janganlah [PKJ.45] Hover pada judul lagu untuk mendengarkan musik

	Mazmur 6
1. Tuhan Allah, janganlah Kau menghukum aku: O, berapa lamakah lanjut amarahMu? Dosaku, murkaMu, hapuskanlah itu dengan darah Kristus!
2. Dalam maut yang kelam siapa yang bersyukur? Jiwaku luputkanlah dari alam kubur. Biarlah s’lamanya aku menyanyikan bagiMu pujian!
3. Bapa, kasihanilah, rahmatMu tunjukkan. Diriku pulihkanlah dalam kesembuhan. Datanglah segera dan urapi aku dengan kurniaMu!
4. Siang malam ‘ku cemas, gemetar badanku. Air mataku deras; tergenang ranjangku. ‘Ku letih dan sedih mengeluh padaMu: Tuhan, tolonglahku!
5. Para musuh, mundurlah! Jauhlah, hai penjahat! Tuhan sudah mendengar suara yang meratap: doaku, Tangisku diindahkan Tuhan. Dia kuagungkan!
6. Allah Bapa, t’malah puji dan syukurku. Tuhan Yesus, Engkaulah Penebus hidupku. Roh Kudus, kuasaMu sumber penghiburan. T’rima kasih Tuhan!
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[Mzm 69:3] O God, Our Words Cannot Express Hover pada judul lagu untuk mendengarkan musik

O God, our words cannot express
The pain we feel this day.
Enraged, uncertain, we confess
Our need to bow and pray.

We grieve for all who lost their lives…
And for each injured one.
We pray for children, husbands, wives
Whose grief has just begun.

O Lord, we’re called to offer prayer
For all our leaders, too.
May they, amid such great despair,
Be wise in all they do.

We trust your mercy and your grace;
In you we will not fear!
May peace and justice now embrace!
Be with your people here!

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source: Cyberhymnal

[Mzm 88:9] Father, I Stretch My Hands To Thee Hover pada judul lagu untuk mendengarkan musik

Father, I stretch my hands to Thee,
No other help I know;
If Thou withdraw Thyself from me,
Ah! whither shall I go?

What did Thine only Son endure,
Before I drew my breath!
What pain, what labor, to secure
My soul from endless death!

O Jesus, could I this believe,
I now should feel Thy power;
Now my poor soul Thou wouldst retrieve,
Nor let me wait one hour.

Surely Thou canst not let me die;
O speak, and I shall live;
And here I will unwearied lie,
Till Thou Thy Spirit give.

Author of faith! to Thee I lift
My weary, longing eyes:
O let me now receive that gift!
My soul without it dies.

The worst of sinners would rejoice,
Could they but see Thy face:
O, let me hear Thy quickening voice,
And taste Thy pardoning grace.

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source: Cyberhymnal