dwell; Come, make the Lord your dwelling place, 3 He'll give his angels charge to keep To watch your pillow while you sleep, 4 Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall, 5 Adders and lions ye shall tread; 6" Because on me they set their love, "My grace shall answer when they call; "My pow'r shall help them when they fall, 8 "Those that on earth my name have known, PSALM 92. L. M. FIRST PART. Green's. [*] 1 SWEET 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. e 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; s3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word; e Thy works of grace, how bright they shine! e How deep thy counsels! how divine! 4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high; o 5 But I shall share a glorious part, And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ, L. M. SECOND PART. Quercy. [*] LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand, In garden's planted by thy hand; Let me within thy courts be seen, 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, 3 The plants of grace shall ever live; PSALM 93. L. M. FIRST PART. Old Hundred. [*] The Eternal and Sovereign God. 1 JEHOVAH reigns; he dwells in light, Girded with majesty and might; The world, created by his hands, o 2 But ere this spacious world was made, o 3 Like floods, the angry nations rise, 4 For ever shall thy throne endure; Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 1 P. M. FIRST PART Walworth. [*] THE HE Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high; His robes of state are strength and majesty This wide creation rose at his command, Built by his word, and 'stablish'd by his hand : g Long stood his throne, ere he began creation, And his own Godhead-is the firm foundation. • 2 God is th' eternal King: thy foes in vain Raise their rebellion, to confound thy reign: In vain the storms, in vain the floods arise, And roar, and toss their waves against the skies; Foaming at heav'n, they rage with wild commotion; But heav'n's high arches scorn the swelling ocean. d 3 Ye tempests, rage no more; ye floods, be still; And the mad world, obedient to his will: Built on his truth, his church must ever stand; 1 God's Power, and Zion's Safety. HE Lord Jehovah reigns, Tand royal state maintains; His head with awful glories crown'd; And 2 Upheld by his commands, And skies and stars obey thy word. ៩ Thy throne was fix'd on high, Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord. e 3 In vain the noisy crowd, d g Like billows fierce and loud, Against thine empire rage and roar; In vain with angry spite, The surly nations fight, And dash like waves against the shore. 4 Let floods and nations rage, And all their pow'rs engage,Let swelling tides assault the sky: The terrours of thy frown Shall beat their madness down; Thy throne for ever stands on high. 5 Thy promises are true, Thy grace is ever new; There fix'd, thy church shall ne'er remove: Thy saints, with holy fear, Shall in thy courts appear, And sing thine everlasting love. PSALM 94. C. M. FIRST PART. [b] V. 1,2, 7—14.—Saints chastised, and Sinners destroyed. GOD! to whom revenge belongs, 10 Proclaim thy wrath aloud; Let sov'reign pow'r redress our wrongs, 66 2 They say, The Lord nor sees nor hears;" When will the fools be wise? Can he be deaf, who form'd their ears? 3 He knows their impious tho'ts are vain, His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain, 4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke, 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 scourges make thy children wise, 6 But God will ne'er cast off his saints, C. M. SECOND PART. Reading. [b] V.16-23.Deliverance from Temptation and Persecution. THO will arise, and plead my right, Against my num'rous foes; 1 WHO While earth and hell their force unite, 2 Had not the Lord, my Rock, my Help, e My life had now in silence dwelt, My soul amongst the dead. p 3 "Alas, my sliding feet!" I cry'd, Thy promise was my prop; 0 Thy grace stood constant by my side, e 4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts, o Thy boundless love forgives my faults, Thy comforts cheer my soul. -5 Pow'rs of iniquity may rise, And frame pernicious laws; o But God, my refuge, rules the skies, He will defend my cause. -6 Let malice vent her rage aloud; Let bold blasphemers scoff; g The Lord our God shall judge the proud, And cut the sinners off. PSALM 95. C. M. Bedford. Plymouth. [*] 1 A Psalm before Prayer. ING to the Lord Jehovah's name, When his salvation is our theme, Exalted be our voice. 2 With thanks approach his awful sight, And psalms of honour sing; |