Reformátusok Lapja, 1969 (69. évfolyam, 1-12. szám)
1969-10-01 / 10. szám
10 REFORMÁTUSOK LAPJA Church, State College, Pa., was elected chairman of the Executive Council. The Rev. Kenneth B. Smith, minister of the Church of the Good Shepherd, Chicago, was elected vice-chairman. The Seventh General Synod was a meeting fraught with tension. But the root of the word “tension” means “stretching.” It is when men are stretched that the will of God gets through. We do not suggest that the Seventh General Synod has wholly done the will of God. But we can say that, although the assembly undoubtedly made some mistakes, the delegates earnestly tried to hear and do His will. The United Church of Christ can be thankful for their earnestness, their devotion, their determination to do what is right and for the great accomplishments they achieved. Ben M. Herbster President Mareta F. Kahlenberg Chairman, the Executive Council “PSALMUS HUNGARICUS” Choir When as King David sore was afflicted By those he trusted basely deserted, In his great anger bitterly grieving. Thus to Jehovah pray’d he within his heart. — Tenor Solo God of my fathers, to bow Thine ear to me, Turn not away the light of Thy countenance, Leave me not lonely in my misery Sore is my heart and sorrow o’er’-whelmeth me. 0 hear the voice of my complaining! Terrors of death are fallen upon me Hide not thyself from my suplication, Hatred and wrath of wicked men opress me. Lecturer Better it were to dwell in the desert, Better to hide me deep in the forest, Than live with wicked liars and traitors Who will not suffer that I should speak the truth. Tenor Solo and Choir They take their evil counsel in secret. Fatherless children slay they and murder, God’s high commandment they have desprised, Swollen with substance, drunken with lust and pride. When as King David sore was afflicted By those he trusted basely deserted, In his great anger bitterly grieving. Thus to Jehovah pray’d he within his heart. — Lecturer 1 could have borne no sore an affliction, Were it an enemy that had reproach’d me, But it was thou, my friend whom I trusted Thou art the man whose hand would have struck me down! Tenor Solo and Choir Smite them with destruction, O Lord and slay them, And let Thy judgement fall heavy on them, Cut down this people, Lord, in Thine anger, Send out thy truth, let unbelievers perish! Lecturer—Solo, Choir I give Thee honour, Lord, and Worship Thee, Evening and morning and at the noonday. Thou that abidest, Thou art my helper When those that hate Thee sorely do opress me. Lecturer and Orchestra So in Jehovah I will put my trust, God is my stronghold and my comforter; I cast my burden always, always on the Lord, He will not suffer the righteous to be mov’d. Choir Thou art our One God, righteous in judgement, Vengeance is Thine for those that do evil, Thou shall not bless them, trusting in vain things Thou shall take them away as with a whirlwind. As for the righteous, Thou dost preserve — Thou that are mighty scatter’st and destroyest. Lecturer Whom for a space Thy wrath has chastised, And has like silver tried in the furnace, Forth from the fire Thou suddenly tak’st him Once more in honour Thou will raise on high! Raise him on high! Choir These words King David wrote in his Psalter, Fifty and fifth of prayers and of praises, And for the faithful, bitterly grieving As consolation I from it made this song......... Written by Mihály Kecskeméti Vég, 1560 Translated by Edward T. Dent
