Himne Indonesia

Mazmur 48:12

Mazmur 51:18

Mazmur 87:2

Mazmur 132:13

Ibrani 12:22

Wahyu 14:1

Himne Inggris

Mazmur 9:11

• [Mzm 9:11] Around The Throne Of God A Band

  Around the throne of God a band Of bright and glorious angels stand; Sweet harps within their hands they hold, And on their heads are crowns of gold. Some wait around Him ready still To sing His praise and do His will, And some, when He commands them, go To guard His servants here below. Lord, give Thine angels every day Command to guard us on our way, And bid them every evening keep Their watch around us while we sleep. So shall no wicked thing draw near To do us harm or cause us fear; And we shall dwell, when life is past, With angels round Thy throne at last.

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• [Mzm 9:11] Lord In Zion Reigneth, The

  The Lord in Zion reigneth, let all the world rejoice, And come before His throne of grace with tuneful heart and voice; The Lord in Zion reigneth, and there His praise shall ring, To Him shall princes bend the knee and kings their glory bring. The Lord in Zion reigneth, and who so great as He? The depths of earth are in His hands; He rules the mighty sea. O crown His Name with honor, and let His standard wave, Till distant isles beyond the deep shall own His power to save. The Lord in Zion reigneth, these hours to Him belong; O enter now His temple gates, and fill His courts with song; Beneath His royal banner let every creature fall, Exalt the King of heaven and earth, and crown Him Lord of all.

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• [Mzm 9:11] Through The Night Thy Angels Kept

  Through the night Thy angels kept Watch beside me while I slept; Now the dark has passed away, Thank Thee, Lord, for this new day. North and south and east and west May Thy holy Name be blest; Everywhere beneath the sun, As in Heaven, Thy will be done. Give me food that I may live; Every naughtiness forgive; Keep all evil things away From Thy little child this day.
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Mazmur 87:2

• [Mzm 87:2] Zion, On The Holy Hills

  Zion, on the holy hills, God, thy Maker, loves thee well; All thy courts His presence fills, He delights in thee to dwell. Wondrous shall Thy glory be, City blest of God, the Lord; Nations shall be born in thee, Unto life from death restored. When the Lord the names shall write Of thy sons, a countless throng, God Most High will thee requite, He Himself will make thee strong. Then in song and joyful mirth Shall thy ransomed sons agree, Singing forth throughout the earth, “All my fountains are in thee.”

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Mazmur 132:13

• [Mzm 132:13] King Of Zion

  Zion’s mount His royal seat, And no pow’r His throne shall move; Ages gather at His feet, Son of God’s eternal love. Refrain Hail, hail, King of Zion! Hail, Lord of lords, and King of kings! Reign forever, King of Zion; Reign, blessèd King, forevermore. All the world His Name shall fear, All the world from shore to shore; Every isle His voice shall hear, And the heathen rage no more. Refrain He shall mold each stubborn will, As the potter molds the clay, Till rebellious hearts are stilled, And submissive to His sway. Refrain Haste our early gifts to bring, Haste obedient faith to prove, Haste with songs to Zion’s King, Son of God’s eternal love. Refrain

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Yesaya 12:6

• [Yes 12:6] Great God! Attend While Zion Sings

  Great God! Attend, while Zion sings The joy that from Thy presence springs; To spend one day with Thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth, Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. Might I enjoy the meanest place Within Thy house, O God of grace, Nor tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave Thy door, Should tempt my feet to leave Thy door. God is our Sun, He makes our day; God is our Shield; He guards our way From all the assaults of hell and sin, From foes without, from foes within, From foes without, from foes within. All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too! He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls, No real good from upright souls. O God, our King, whose sovereign sway The glorious hosts of heaven obey, And devils at Thy presence flee, Blest is the man that trusts in Thee, Blest is the man that trusts in Thee.

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Yesaya 59:20

• [Yes 59:20] When Shades Of Night Around Us Close

  When shades of night around us close, And weary limbs in sleep repose, The faithful soul awake may be, And longing sigh, O Lord, to Thee. Thou true Desire of nations, hear, Thou Word of God, Thou Savior dear; In pity heed our humble cries, And bid at length the fallen rise. O come, Redeemer, come and free Thine own from guilt and misery; The gates of Heav’n again unfold, Which Adam’s sin had closed of old. All praise, eternal Son, to Thee, Whose advent sets Thy people free, Whom with the Father we adore And Holy Ghost forevermore.

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Mikha 4:2

• [Mi 4:2] God Of The Strong, God Of The Weak

  God of the strong, God of the weak, Lord of all lands and our own land; Light of all souls, from Thee we seek Light from Thy light, strength from Thy hand. In suffering Thou hast made us one, In mighty burdens one are we: Teach us that lowliest duty done Is highest service unto Thee. Teach us, great Teacher of mankind The sacrifice that brings Thy balm; The love, the work that bless and bind; Teach us Thy majesty, Thy calm. Teach Thou, and we shall know indeed The truth divine that maketh free; And knowing, we may sow the seed That blossoms through eternity.

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• [Mi 4:2] Higher Ground

  I’m pressing on the upward way, New heights I’m gaining every day; Still praying as I’m onward bound, “Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.” Refrain Lord, lift me up and let me stand, By faith, on Heaven’s table land, A higher plane than I have found; Lord, plant my feet on higher ground. My heart has no desire to stay Where doubts arise and fears dismay; Though some may dwell where those abound, My prayer, my aim, is higher ground. Refrain I want to live above the world, Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled; For faith has caught the joyful sound, The song of saints on higher ground. Refrain I want to scale the utmost height And catch a gleam of glory bright; But still I’ll pray till Heav’n I’ve found, “Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.” Refrain

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