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"Those that on earth my name have known,

"I'll honour them in heav'n;

"There my salvation shall be shown,

"And endless life be giv’n.”

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PSALM 92. First Part. L. M.

A psalm for the Lord's day.

WEET is the work, my God, my King,
To praise thy name, give thanks, and
sing;

To show thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth at night.

my

breast:

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest,
No mortal care shall seize
O! may my heart in tune be found,
Like David's harp of solemn sound.
3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord,
And bless his works, and bless his word:
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!
How deep thy counsels! how divine!

4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high;
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die:
Like grass they flourish, till thy breath.
Blasts them in everlasting death.

5 But I shall share a glorious part
When grace hath well refin'd my heart;
And fresh supplies of joy are shed,
Like holy oil, to cheer my head.

6 Sin (my worst enemy before)
Shall vex my eyes and ears no more;
My inward foes shall all be slain;
Nor Satan break my peace again.

7 Then shall I see, and hear, and know
All I desir'd or wish'd below:
And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ
In that eternal world of joy.

PSALM 92. Second Part.

Aged saints.

L. M.

LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand

In gardens planted by thy hand:

Let me within thy courts be seen, Like a young cedar fresh and green. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, Blest with thine influ'nce from above; Not Lebanon with all its trees

Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live; Nature decays, but grace must thrive; Time, that doth all things else impair, Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 4 Laden with fruits of age, they show The Lord is holy, just and true; None, that attend his gates, shall find A God unfaithful or unkind.

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PSALM 93. L. M.

The eternal and sovereign God.
TEHOVAH reigns: He dwells in light,
Girded with majesty and might:

The world, created by his hands,
Still on its first foundation stands.

2 But ere this spacious world was made,
Or had its first foundation laid;
Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Thyself the ever-living God.

3 Like floods the angry nations rise,
And aim their rage against the skies;
Vain floods, that aim their rage so high!
At thy rebuke the billows die!

4 For ever shall thy throne endure;
Thy promise stands for ever sure;
And everlasting holiness

Becomes the dwellings of thy grace.

PSALM 94.

First Part. C. M.

Instructive afflictions.

GOD, to whom revenge belongs,
Proclaim thy wrath aloud;

Let sov'reign pow'r redress our wrongs,
Let justice smite the proud.

2 They say,

"The Lord nor sees nor hears:"

When will the fools be wise?

Can he be deaf, who form'd their ears?
Or blind, who made their eyes?

3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain, And they shall feel his pow'r:

His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain In some surprising hour.

4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke, Thou hast a gentler rod;

Thy providences and thy book

Shall make them know their God.

5 Blest is the man thy hands chastise,
And to his duty draw:

Thy chast'nings make thy children wise,
When they forget thy law.

6 But God will ne'er cast off his saints,
Nor his own promise break;

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He pardons his inheritance
For their Redeemer's sake.
PSALM 94. Second Part.

C. M.

God our support and comfort.

HO will arise and plead my right

W Against my num'rous foes;

While earth and hell their force unite,
And all my hopes oppose?

2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help,
Sustain'd my fainting head,
My life had now in silence dwelt;
My soul among the dead.

3 "Alas! my sliding feet!" I cried,
Thy promise was my prop:

Thy grace stood constant by my side,
Thy Spirit bore me up.

4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts Within my bosom roll;

Thy boundless love forgives my faults,
Thy comforts cheer my soul.

5 Pow'rs of iniquity may rise,

And frame pernicious laws;

But God, my refuge, rules the skies;
He will defend my cause.

6 Let malice vent her rage aloud,

Let bold blasphemers scoff:

The Lord our God shall judge the proud, And cut the sinners off.

PSALM 95. First Part. C. M.

A psalm before prayer.

ING to the Lord Jehovah's name,
And in his strength rejoice:

When his salvation is our theme,
Exalted be our voice

2 With thanks approach his awful sight,
And psalms of honour sing:
The Lord's a God of boundless might,
The whole creation's King.

3 Let princes hear, let angels know,
How mean their natures seem,
Those gods on high, and gods below,
When once compar'd with him.

4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep,
Lies in his spacious hand;

He fix'd the seas, what bounds to keep,
And where the hills must stand.

5 Come, and with humble souls adore;
Come, kneel before his face;

O! may the creatures of his pow'r
Be children of his grace!

6 Now is the time: he bends his ear,
And waits for your request:

Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear, "Ye shall not see my rest.'

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PSALM 95. Second Part. S. M.
A psalm before sermon.

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OME, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing:

-Jehovah is the sov'reign God,
The universal King.

2 He form'd the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The watʼry worlds are all his own,
And all the solid ground.