PSALM 72. (L. M. WALSAM.) The glory and extent of Christ's kingdom. 1 JESUS shall reign, where'er the sun Does his successive journies run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. 2 To Him shall endless prayer be made; To him eternal honours paid: Remotest realms shall own his sway, And mightiest kings his power obey. 3 Blessings abound where'er He reigns; The captive drops his loosen'd chains; The weary find eternal rest; And all the sons of want are blest. 4 In loftiest strains with one accord PSALM 84. (C. M. BEDFORD.) The house of God pleasant to the Christian. 1 How pleasant is thy dwelling-place, O Lord of Hosts to me; I love to tread thy sacred courts, 2 How blest the saints, who round thy throne Their cheerful voices raise They see thy face, thy glory see; And all their work is praise. 3 How blest the saints, who here below One day within thy courts exceeds 4 For why? The Lord, our sun and shield, Will grace and glory give; And no good thing from those withhold, 5 O Lord of hosts! the mighty Lord! PSALM 85. (L. M. ST. ANDREWS.) Israel's bondage and deliverance a type of the Christian's. LORD! we behold thy sovereign grace Display'd towards Israel's captive race; When loosed from chains, the exile band Returning sought their native land. 2 Thy mercy all their misery heal'd, Their sins forgave, their pardon seal'd, Check'd in mid course thy dreadful ire, And bade the kindled flames expire. 3 On us, O Lord! that mercy shed: We too, like Israel, captive led, The chains of bondage long have borne, And feel their weight, and feel and mourn. 4 Unloose the captives, set them free; Bring back the wanderers home to Thee; Speak to thy sorrowing people peace, And bid thy wrath forever cease. PSALM 87. (P. M. HAYDN.) The blessedness of God's people. 1 GLORIOUS things of Thee are spoken, Zion, City of our God! He, whose word cannot be broken, What can shake thy sure repose? Thou record our worthless name, PSALM 89. (L. M. NEW SABBATH.) The Gospel-jubilee. v. 15. 1 LOUD let the tuneful trumpet sound, And spread the joyful tidings round: Let every soul with transport hear, And hail the Lord's accepted year ! 2 The rich inheritance, once lost, Restored, improved, we now may boast; Fair Salem our arrival waits, With golden streets and pearly gates.* 3 Her blest inhabitants no more Bondage and poverty deplore; No debt, but love immensely great; The joy still rises with the debt, 4 How blest are they, who know the sound, That spreads these joyful tidings round, And speaks a Jubilee begun, Which through eternal years shall run! PSALM 90. (C. M. IRISH.) The mortality of man, and eternity of God. 2 Before the hills in order stood, 3 Thy word commands our flesh to dust, All nations rose from earth at first, * Rev. xxi, 21. 4 Oh! teach our souls life's fleeting space (C. M. ST. JAMES'S.) The shortness of life a reason for watchfulness. 1 COME let us mark the narrow bounds Of each revolving year: How swift the weeks complete their rounds! 2 So fast eternity comes on, When God will all that men have done 3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass The swift revolving year; 4 Waken, O God! each trifling heart 5 So peace shall mark the round they roll, PSALM 91. (C. M. MESSIAH.) The security of the Christian. 1 INCARNATE God! the soul that knows Thy name's mysterious power, |