5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the op'ning day.

6 O God, our help in ages past,

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Our hope for years to to come;

Be Thou our guard whilst life shall last,
And our eternal home.

PSALM XC.-(Dashwood.)

All-powerful, wise, and good, and just; In ev'ry age their safe abode,

Their hope, their refuge, and their trust,

2 Great Father of Eternity,

How short are ages in Thy sight!
A thousand years, how swift they fly,
Like one short silent watch of night!

3 Uncertain life! how soon it flies!

Dream of an hour, how short our bloom!
Like spring's gay verdure now we rise,
Cut down ere night to fill the tomb!
4 Teach us to count our short'ning days,
And with true diligence, apply
Our hearts to wisdom's sacred ways,
That we may learn to live and die.

PART II.-(Banbury.)

1 WITH mercy, Lord, revive our hearts,
And tune our grateful songs of praise §
And let the joy Thy smile imparts,
Enliven all our future days.

2 O make our sacred pleasure rise,
In sweet proportion to our pains;
Till ev'n the sad remembrance dies,
Nor one uneasy thought remains,

3 Let Thy Almighty work appear,
With pow'r and evidence divine;
And may the bliss Thy servants share,
Continued to their children shine.
4 Thy glorious image fair imprest,

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Let all our hearts and lives declare ; Beneath Thy kind protection blest, May all our labours own Thy care.

PSALM XCII.-(Sheldon.)

HOW good and pleasant must it be

To thank the Lord most high;
And, with repeated hymns of praise,
His name to magnify!

2 With ev'ry morning's early dawn,
His goodness to relate;

And, of his constant truth each night,
The glad effects repeat.

3 To sounding instruments we'll sing,
In harmony combin'd;

And join the organ's solemn sound,
For sacred use design'd.

4 For, through Thy wond'rous works, O Lord,
Thou mak'st our hearts rejoice;
The thoughts of them shall make us glad,
And sing with cheerful voice.

PSALM XCV.-(Islington.)

COME, loud anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our Almighty King;

To him address, in joyful songs,
The praise that to His name belongs.

2 For God, the Lord, enthron'd in state,
Is with unrivall'd glory great:
The depths of earth are in his hand,
Her secret wealth at His command.

3 The rolling ocean's vast abyss,
By the same sov'reign right is His,
'Tis mov'd by His Almighty hand,
That form'd and fix'd the solid land.
4 O let us to His courts repair,
And bow with adoration there;
He is our God, our Shepherd He,
His flock and chosen sheep are we.

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PSALM XCVI.-(Islington.)

ET ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue,
Address the Lord in grateful song,

The great Redeemer's praise resound;

[crown'd. Whose wond'rous love hath sinners with salvation

2 Declare his works and bless His name,
From day to day His praise proclaim:
To heathen lands His fame rehearse,
Proclaim aloud His wonders to the universe.

3 With majesty and honour crown'd,

What strength and beauty him surround!
Ascribe the honour to His name,

Which God alone from mortal man can justly claim. 4 To worship at His sacred court,

Let all the trembling world resort:
Proclaim aloud-" Jehovah reigns,"

The mighty God! whose pow'r the universe sustains.

PSALM C.-(Savoy.)

Ying to the Lord with cheerful voice;

E people all, on earth who dwell,

Serve Him with fear, His mercies tell,
Come ye before him, and rejoice.

2 For know, the Lord is God alone;

Know, that from Him we all proceed:
He made, He claims us for His own,
The sheep that in His pasture feed.

3 O enter then His gates with praise;

Approach His courts with holy joy; Your hearts with warm devotion raise; Your tongues in grateful hymns employ. 4 For God is gracious, just, and good, His mercy is for ever sure:

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His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.

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PSALM CIII.-(Eagle Street.)
M soul repeat His praise,
Whose mercies are so great,
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.

High as the heav'ns transcend
The earth, where mortals dwell,
So far the riches of His grace
Our highest thoughts excel.
The pity of the Lord

To those, who fear His name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.

Our days are as the grass,

Or like the morning flow'r;

If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.

But Thy compassions, Lord,

To endless years endure;

And children's children ever find
Thy word of promise sure.

PSALM CV.-(Barnabas.)

Render thanks, and bless the Lord,
Invoke His sacred name;

Acquaint the nations with His deeds,
His matchless deeds proclaim.

2 Sing to His praise in lofty hymns;
His wond'rous works rehearse;

Make them the theme of your discourse,
And subject of your verse.

3 Rejoice in His Almighty name,
Alone to be ador'd;

And let their hearts o'erflow with joy,
Who humbly seek the Lord.

4 Seek ye the Lord, His saving strength
Devoutly still implore ;

And where He's ever present, seek
His face for evermore.

5 O let the works His hands have wrought Your admiration move;

Think on the judgments of His mouth,
And wonders of His love.

PSALM CVI.-(Cannon.)

Render thanks to God above,
The fountain of eternal love
Whose mercy firm through ages past
Has stood, and shall for ever last.

2 Who can His mighty deeds express,
Not only vast, but numberless?
What mortal eloquence can raise
Just tributes of immortal praise?

3 Happy are they, and only they,
Who from Thy judgments do not stray
Who know what's right, nor only so,
But duly practice what they know.

4 Extend to me that favour, Lord,
Thou to Thy chosen dost afford-
When Thou return'st to set them free,
Let Thy salvation visit me.