Tussenzang
11/01/2025 Dag van Stilte.
10/01/2026 Ps. 149, 1-2, 3-4, 5, 6a, 9b
Refrein:
Onze Heer, die zijn volk bemint,
omkranst de verdrukte met zegekransen.
Of:
Alleluia.
Zingt voor de Heer een nieuw gezang,
zijn lof weerklinke te midden der zijnen.
Israël juiche zijn Schepper toe,
laat Sions zonen hun koning begroeten.
Looft zijn Naam in een heilige dans,
bespeelt voor Hem harp en citer.
Want onze Heer, die zijn volk bemint,
omkranst de verdrukte met zegekransen.
Jubelt dus, heiligen, om uw triomf,
viert feest in uw legerplaatsen.
Voltrek aan hen het vonnis van God,
de taak die zijn vromen tot eer strekt.
Intro (4 bars)
(Guitars: muted chugs → open up last bar)
Oh—oh… Oh—oh…
(crowd chant, distant)
Verse 1
In the dust where the weary bend,
You draw near like a storm with mercy.
You set Your gaze on the lowly ones,
And You teach our bruises to sing.
A brand-new song in our mouths tonight,
Not polished—just true, just burning.
We raise it up in the midst of kin,
Where the faithful stand, still learning.
Pre-Chorus
Israel, breathe—remember the Name,
Zion’s sons, lift up your King.
From campfires to cathedrals of sound,
Let the whole room ring.
Chorus (big, anthemic)
Our Lord, You love Your people—
You wrap the pressed-down in crowns.
You trade our chains for triumph,
You turn the broken into sound.
Our Lord, You love Your people—
You lift the afflicted high.
With victory woven ’round us,
We rise, we rise.
Verse 2
We don’t come with silent hands,
We bring the dance of the redeemed.
Let the floorboards shake with praise,
Let the lights confess what we’ve seen.
Harp and lyre in a louder skin,
Strings and steel in holy thunder—
Every heartbeat, every scar,
Says Your kindness pulls us under.
Pre-Chorus 2
Sing it new—like it’s the first dawn,
Like the sea just split in two.
In the middle of all our fears,
We aim our song at You.
Chorus (repeat, bigger)
Our Lord, You love Your people—
You wrap the pressed-down in crowns…
(repeat)
Bridge (half-time, heavier, “judgment” imagery—subtle)
Saints, rejoice—hold the line,
In the places where you lay your head.
Let the night hear holy joy,
Let the weak eat fearless bread.
You speak what’s right, You set it straight,
Not rage—but righteous measure.
We carry out what You have said,
And somehow it becomes our honor.
Breakdown (back to full-time; call-and-response)
Leader: Sing for the Lord—
Crowd: A new song!
Leader: Lift up Zion—
Crowd: Our King!
Leader: Crown the lowly—
Crowd: With victory!
All: Oh—oh… Oh—oh…
Final Chorus (last chorus + lift)
Our Lord, You love Your people—
You wrap the pressed-down in crowns.
You trade our chains for triumph,
You turn the broken into sound.
Our Lord, You love Your people—
You lift the afflicted high.
With victory woven ’round us,
We rise, we rise—
We rise, we rise!
Outro (ringing guitars, big last hit)
A new song… in the midst of Your own.
A new song… and You bring us home.
09/01/2026 Ps. 147, 12-13, 14-15, 19-20
Refrein:
Loof nu de Heer, Jeruzalem!
Of : Alleluia.
Loof nu de Heer, Jeruzalem,
Sion, verheerlijk uw God!
Want Hij heeft uw poorten stevig gegrendeld,
uw zonen gezegend binnen uw muur.
Hij laat u in vrede uw akkers bebouwen
en voedt u met tarwebloem.
Hij zendt zijn bevel uit over de aarde
en haastig rept zich zijn woord.
Hij is het die Jakob zijn woord heeft gezonden,
zijn wet en geboden voor Israël.
Nooit was er een volk, dat Hij zo heeft behandeld,
geen ander maakt Hij zijn wegen bekend.
[Intro | spoken/sung ad-lib]
(Soft Rhodes, breathy)
Mm… behold…
Let it rise… let it rise…
[Verse 1]
Jerusalem, lift your eyes to the morning light,
Zion, let your praise roll through the night.
He set your gates with iron, held them fast in His hand,
Blessed your children in the shelter of this land.
No fear at the threshold, no trembling at the door—
When the Keeper of the city says, “Peace,” there’s more.
[Pre-Chorus]
And it’s a hush on the street, like a holy calm,
Shalom in the soil, like a healing balm.
Every broken place remembering its song—
’Cause His mercy don’t move slow, it moves strong.
[Chorus | call & response]
Praise the Lord, Jerusalem— (Alleluia)
Lift Him high, O Zion— (Alleluia)
Glorify your God, let the whole earth hear,
He has made you steady, He has drawn you near.
Praise the Lord, Jerusalem— (Alleluia)
Sing it out, sing it out— (Alleluia)
[Verse 2]
He gives you peace to plow your fields and sow your grain,
Feeds you with the finest—bread that breaks like rain.
He sends a word like fire across the waiting ground,
And swift as wind His promise goes, running heaven-bound.
From mouth to mountain, from river into sea,
One command and the world remembers how to be.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
And the frost may fall, and the shadows may spread,
Still His voice makes a table where we thought we’d starve instead.
He speaks— and the cold obeys,
He speaks— and the heart learns praise.
[Chorus | bigger]
Praise the Lord, Jerusalem— (Alleluia)
Lift Him high, O Zion— (Alleluia)
Glorify your God, let the whole earth hear,
He has made you steady, He has drawn you near.
Praise the Lord, Jerusalem— (Alleluia)
Sing it out, sing it out— (Alleluia)
[Bridge | breakdown → build | gospel lift]
He gave His word to Jacob—remember, remember,
A covenant of mercy through the dark December.
Statutes like a lantern, commandments like a road,
Grace in every footstep, lightening every load.
No other people knew Him quite this close—
He showed His ways, and love is what He chose.
(ad-libs)
He showed us… He told us… He held us…
His word is running, running…
[Final Chorus | key change optional + choir energy]
Praise the Lord, Jerusalem— (Alleluia)
Lift Him high, O Zion— (Alleluia)
Glorify your God, let the whole earth hear,
He has made you steady, He has drawn you near.
Praise the Lord, Jerusalem— (Alleluia)
Sing it out forever— (Alleluia)
Praise the Lord, Jerusalem— (Alleluia)
(Alleluia… alleluia…)
[Outro | vamp]
Alleluia…
His word runs swift…
His peace remains…
08/01/2026 Ps. 72 (71), 2, 14, 15bc, 17
Refrein:
Hem huldigen alle vorsten der aarde
en alle volkeren dienen Hem.
Mijn God, verleen de koning uw wijsheid,
de koningszoon uw rechtvaardigheid.
Hij moge uw volk rechtvaardig besturen,
uw armen met billijkheid.
Vorsten van Tarsis, van verre kusten,
zenden geschenken,
Arabische heersers en Etiopen betalen Hem cijns.
In dankbaar gebed zal men Hem gedenken,
Hem zegenen iedere dag.
Voor eeuwig blijve zijn naam geprezen,
in ere zolang als er dagen zijn.
Zijn naam zij een zegen voor alle stammen,
bij alle volken met lof vermeld.
Verse 1
When morning breaks on a restless street,
I lift my eyes where the strong winds meet.
Not by the flash of a golden parade—
But by the wisdom You gently gave.
You place Your counsel on the one who leads,
Write down Your justice where the weary breathe.
Let every step be steady, true, and kind,
Let mercy be the measure in his mind.
Pre-Chorus
Let the lowly be seen, let the hungry be fed,
Let the crooked roads straighten ahead.
If a throne is raised, let it rise in grace,
Let it carry Your Name, not a man’s own fame.
Chorus
All the kings of the earth will honor Him,
All the nations will sing and serve.
From the dust to the dawn, we remember Him—
He is worthy, He is worthy of every word.
Hands held high, hearts awake within:
All the kings of the earth will honor Him.
Verse 2
Give the ruler a mind that listens first,
Give the royal son a righteous thirst.
To judge with light, not sharpened blame,
To guard the poor in Your holy Name.
Let the broken feel safe when the verdict comes,
Let the quiet ones know they’re not overlooked.
Let fairness bloom where the shadows grew—
A living witness of what You do.
Pre-Chorus
Let the lowly be seen, let the hungry be fed,
Let the crooked roads straighten ahead.
If a throne is raised, let it rise in grace,
Let it carry Your Name, not a man’s own fame.
Chorus
All the kings of the earth will honor Him,
All the nations will sing and serve.
From the dust to the dawn, we remember Him—
He is worthy, He is worthy of every word.
Hands held high, hearts awake within:
All the kings of the earth will honor Him.
Bridge (half-time feel, intiem)
From Tarshish and the distant coastlines,
Gifts in their hands, hope in their eyes.
Arabia brings the sweetest praise,
Ethiopia bows in awe and flame.
Day after day we bless His Name,
In thankful prayer we speak the same:
Let every tongue, every tribe, every time—
Make His glory known in every line.
Final Chorus (bigger, with choir + ad-libs)
All the kings of the earth will honor Him,
All the peoples will rise and serve Him.
For as long as the sun keeps counting days,
His Name will be a blessing in many ways.
From every street, every shore, we sing:
All the kings of the earth will honor Him.
(Ad-libs, subtiel: “Righteous One… / Mercy and truth… / Amen…”)
Outro
Forever praised, forever bright—
His Name will live as long as there is light.
A blessing spoken over every land,
With every people—lifted hands.