XCL. Rest beneath the Almighty's shade; In His secret habitation Dwell, nor ever be dismay'd: There no tumult can alarm thee, Thou shalt dread no hidden snare; In eternal safeguard there. From the noisome pestilence, God shall be thy sure defenco : When a thousand feel the blow; Mercy shall thy soul deliver, Though ten thousand be laid low. Since, with pure and firm affection, Thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of His protection He will shield thee from above : Thou shalt call on Him in trouble, He will hearken, He will save, Here for grief reward thee double, Crown with life beyond the grave, How good and pleasant must it be XCII. N. v. To thank the Lord most high ; His Name to magnify! His goodness to relate; The glad effects repeat ! Thou mak'st my heart rejoice; And sing with cheerful voice. LUTHER. 1523. XCIII. . . (1, 2, 3, 4, 5.) ; N. v. The Lord, that o'er all nature reigns, And the vast fabric still sustains. Which shall no change or period see ! Art God from all eternity... And toss the troubled waves on high; And make the angry sea comply: And they that in Thy house would dwell, ANGELS'. L. M. An abridgment of Angels' Song.* O let us to His courts repair, And bow with adoration there; Down on our knees devoutly all Before the Lord our Maker fall, XCV. (1, 2. 4, 5, 6.) N. v. 0 COME, loud anthems let us sing, Loud thanks to our Almighty King ; For we our voices high should raise When our salvation's rock we praise. Into His presence let us haste, To thank Him for His favours past; To Him address, in joyful songs, The praise that to His Name belongs. The depths of earth are in His hand, Her secret wealth at His command; The strength of hills that reach the skies Subjected to His empire lies. The rolling ocean's vast abyss By the same sov'reign right is His ; T'is moved by His Almighty hand, That form'd and fix'd the solid land. XCVII. (1, 2. 12.) JEH TEHOVAH reigns, let all the earth In His just government rejoice; Let all the isles, with sacred mirth, In His applause unite their voice. Darkness and clouds of awful shade His dazzling glory shroud in state ; Justice and truth His guards are made, And, fix'd by His pavilion, wait. Memorials of His holiness And with your thankful tongues confess. * See Ps. CXXXIII., II, |