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9 The sword, the pestilence, or fire,
PSALM 91. Second Part. C. M. Protection from evil, guard of angels, and salvation. E sons of men, a feeble race,
Expos'd to ev'ry snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place,
And try, and trust his care. 2 No ill shall enter where you dwell;
Or if the plague come nigh, And
sweep the wicked down to hell,
'Twill raise his saints on high.
Your feet in all their ways;
And guard your happy days.
And dash against the stones : Are they not servants at his call,
And sent t'attend his sons ?
The tempter's viles defeat :
Puts him beneath your feet.
“ I'll save them ; (saith the Lord) “I'll bear their joyful souls above
“Destruction, and the sword. “My grace shall answer when they call ;
“ In trouble I'll be nigh: "My pow'r shall help them when they fall; * And raise them when they die.
8 “ Those that on earth my name have known,
6 I'll honour them in heav'n; * There my salvation shall be shown, " And endless life be giv'n." PSALM 92. First Part. L. M.
A psalm for the Lord's day. 1
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. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal care shall seize
my breast : 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:
How deep thy counsels! how divine !
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die:
Blasts them in everlasting death. 5 But I shall share a glorious part
When grace hath well refind my heart ;
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 6 Sin (my worst enemy before)
Shall vex my eyes and ears no more;
Nor Satan break my peace again.
All I desir'd or wish'd below:
PSALM 92. Second Part. L. M.
In gardens planted by thy hand :
Like a young cedar fresh and green.
Blest with thine influ'nce from above;
Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live;
Nature decays, but grace must thrive;
Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 4 Laden with fruits of age, they show
The Lord is holy, just and true ;
PSALM 93. L. M.
The cternal and sovereign God.
Girded with majesty and might;
Still on its first foundation stands.
Or had its first foundation laid ;
Thyself the ever-living God.
And aim their rage against the skies ;
At thy rebuke the billows die.
Thy promise stands for ever sure ;
And everlasting holiness
Proclaim thy wrath aloud;
Let justice smite the proud. 2 They say, “ The Lord nor sees nor hears:13
When will the fools be wise ?
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 :
When they forget thy law.
Nor his own promise break;
God our support and comfort. 1
HO will arise and plead my right
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 soul among the dead.
Thy promise was my prop :
Thy spirit bore me up.
Within my bosom roll;
Thy comforts cheer my soul.
And frame pernicious laws ;
He will defend my cause.
Let bold blasphemers scoff:
A psalm before prayer.
And in his strength rejoice :
Exalted be our voice.
And psalms of honour sing :
The whole creation's King.
How mean their natures seem,
When once compar'd with him.