Himne Indonesia

Kolose 1:12

Filipi 3:20

Ibrani 13:5

Yakobus 3:13

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Kolose 1:12

• [Kol 1:12] For Thy Dear Saints

  For Thy dear saints, O Lord, [or, For Thy dear saint, O Lord,] Who strove in Thee to live, Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored, Our grateful hymn receive. They all in life and death, With Thee their Lord in view, Learned from Thy Holy Spirit’s breath To suffer and to do. Thine earthly members fit To join Thy saints above, In one communion ever knit, One fellowship of love. Jesus, Thy Name we bless, And humbly pray that we May follow them in holiness, Who lived and died for Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Filipi 1:27

• [Flp 1:27] Call To Arms Is Sounding, The

  The call to arms is sounding, The foemen muster strong; While saints beneath the altar Are crying, “Lord, how long?” The living and the loving Christ’s royal standard raise, And marching on to conflict Shout forth their Captain’s praise. No time for self-indulgence, For resting by the way; Repose will come at even, But toil is for the day; Work, like the blessèd Jesus, Who from His earliest youth Would do His Father’s business And witness for the truth. For the one Faith, the true Faith, The Faith which cannot fail, For the one Church, the true Church, ’Gainst which no foes prevail; Made one with God incarnate, We in His might must win The glory of self-conquest, Of victory over sin. Behold! upon Mount Sion A glorious people stand, A crown on every forehead, A palm in every hand; Lo! these are they who boldly The Name of Christ confessed, And now triumphant praise Him In Heav’n’s unresting rest. O Jesu! Who art waiting Thy faithful ones to crown, Vouchsafe to bless our conflict, Our loving service own; Come in each heart forever As King adored to reign, Till we with saints triumphant Uplift the victor strain.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Flp 1:27] We Are Soldiers Of Christ

  We are soldiers of Christ, who is mighty to save, And His banner the Cross is unfurled; We are pledged to be faithful and steadfast and brave Against Satan, the flesh, and the world. We are brothers and comrades, we stand side by side, And our faith and our hope are the same; And we think of the Cross on which Jesus has died, When we bear the reproach of His Name. At the font we were marked with the Cross on our brow, Of our grace and our calling the sign; And the weakest is strong to be true to his vow, For the armor we wear is divine. We will watch ready armed if the Tempter draw near, If he comes with a frown or a smile; We will heed not his threats, nor his flatteries hear, Nor be taken by storm or by wile. We will master the flesh, and its longings restrain, We will not be the bond slaves of sin, The pure Spirit of God in our nature shall reign, And our spirits their freedom shall win. For the world’s love we live not, its hate we defy, And we will not be led by the throng; We’ll be true to ourselves, to our Father on high, And the bright world to which we belong. Now let each cheer his comrade, let hearts beat as one, While we follow where Christ leads the way; ’Twere dishonor to yield, or the battle to shun, We will fight, and will watch, and will pray. Though the warfare be weary, the trial be sore, In the might of our God we will stand; Oh! what joy to be crowned and be pure evermore, In the peace of our own Fatherland.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Filipi 3:20

• [Flp 3:20] Jerusalem On High

  Jerusalem on high, my song that city is, My home whene’er I die, the center of my bliss; O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face? There dwells my Lord, my King, judged here unfit to live; There angels to Him sing and lowly homage give; O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face? The patriarchs of old there from their travels cease; The prophets there behold their longed for Prince of peace; O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face? The Lamb’s Apostles there I might with joy behold, The harpers I might hear harping on harps of gold; O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face? The bleeding martyrs, they within those courts are found, Clothèd in pure array, their scars with glory crowned; O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face? Ah me! ah me! that I in Kedar’s tent here stay; No place like that on high; Lord thither guide my way; O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face?

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Ibrani 13:5

• [Ibr 13:5] How Firm A Foundation

  How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word! What more can He say than to you He hath said, You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled? In every condition, in sickness, in health; In poverty’s vale, or abounding in wealth; At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea, As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be. Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed, For I am thy God and will still give thee aid; I’ll strengthen and help thee, and cause thee to stand Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand. When through the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow; For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. When through fiery trials thy pathways shall lie, My grace, all sufficient, shall be thy supply; The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. Even down to old age all My people shall prove My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne. The soul that on Jesus has leaned for repose, I will not, I will not desert to its foes; That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, I’ll never, no never, no never forsake.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Ibr 13:5] Jesus, Blessed Jesus

  There’s One Who can comfort when all else fails, Jesus, blessèd Jesus; A Savior Who saves tho’ the foe assails, Jesus, blessèd Jesus: Once He traveled the way we go, Felt the pangs of deceit and woe; Who more perfectly then can know, Than Jesus, blessèd Jesus? He heareth the cry of the soul distressed, Jesus, blessèd Jesus; He healeth the wounded, He giveth rest, Jesus, blessèd Jesus: When from loved ones we’re called to part, When the tears in our anguish start, None can comfort the breaking heart, Like Jesus, blessèd Jesus. He never forsakes in the darkest hour, Jesus, blessèd Jesus; His arm is around us with keeping pow’r, Jesus, blessèd Jesus: When we enter the Shadowland, When at Jordan we trembling stand, He will meet us with outstretched hand, This Jesus, blessèd Jesus. What joy it will be when we see His face, Jesus, blessèd Jesus; Forever to sing of His love and grace, Jesus, blessèd Jesus: There at home on that shining shore, With the loved ones gone on before, We will praise Him forevermore, Our Jesus, blessèd Jesus.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Ibr 13:5] No, Not One!

  There’s not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one! No, not one! None else could heal all our soul’s diseases, No, not one! No, not one! Refrain Jesus knows all about our struggles, He will guide till the day is done; There’s not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one! No, not one! No friend like Him is so high and holy, No, not one! No, not one! And yet no friend is so meek and lowly, No, not one! No, not one! Refrain There’s not an hour that He is not near us, No, not one! No, not one! No night so dark but His love can cheer us, No, not one! No, not one! Refrain Did ever saint find this Friend forsake him? No, not one! No, not one! Or sinner find that He would not take him? No, not one! No, not one! Refrain Was ever a gift like the Savior given? No, not one! No, not one! Will He refuse us a home in Heaven? No, not one! No, not one! Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal