Shall dwell in undisturb'd repose,
Nor fear the trying hour.
2 Angels, unseen, around the saints
Their guardian pinions spread,
To cheer the spirit, when it faints,
And shield the sacred head.

3 Himself, the Lord of angels, keeps
The souls that love his name:
Lo! Israel's shepherd never sleeps;
He always is the same.

4 Crosses and changes are their lot,
Long as they sojourn here:

But since their Saviour changes not,
What have the saints to fear?

PSALM 92.

(C. M. MELCHISEDEC.)

For the Sabbath.

1 BLEST is the work, O God and King!
To praise thy glorious name:
By day thy wondrous grace we sing,
By night thy truth proclaim.

I We hail thy day of rest, O Lord!
And seek thy house of prayer,
To meet thy saints, to hear thy word,
And all thy works declare.

3 Though sensual hearts unchanged by grace Such heavenly joys despise,

Teach us to love thy dwelling place,
Thy day of rest to prize;

Till fix'd within thy courts above,
Far nobler songs we raise;

Where every heart is fill'd with love,
And every mouth with praise

PSALM 95.

(L. M. MONTGOMERY.)
Invitation to praise and obedience.

1 O 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 He is our God, our Shepherd He;
His flock and pasture sheep are we;
Then let us, as his flock, draw near,
His Gospel's sacred truths to hear.
8 Come, let us bow before his face,
Confess our sins and seek his grace;
Nor like the faithless tribes of old,
Forsake the shelter of his fold.

4 O,-lest in judgment He declare, That we their righteous doom shall share; Lest, vengeance raging unrepress'd,

He swears,

"Ye ne'er shall see my rest.”

PSALM 95.

(s. M. SILVER STREET.)

Jehovah the universal sovereign.

1 COME, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing;

Jehovah is the Soverign God,
The Universal king,

Praise ye the Lord. Hallelujah.

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2 He form'd the deeps unknown; He gave the sea its bound; The watery worlds are his alone,

And his the earth around. Praise, &c. 3 Come worship at his throne,

And bow before the Lord;

We are his work, and not our own;
He form'd us by his word. Praise, &c.

4 To day revere his voice,

Nor dare provoke his rod;

Come like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God. Praise, &c.

PSALM 98.

(C. M. MELCHISEDEC.)

The coming of Christ ground of universal joy. 1 Joy to the world! the Lord is come!

Let earth receive her King:

Let every

heart prepare

Let all creation sing.

Him room;

2 Ye saints, rejoice, the Saviour reigns;
In praise your tongues employ;
Floods, clap your hands; exult, ye plains
And shout, ye hills, for joy.

3 Behold, He comes! He comes to bless
The nations as their God;

To shew the world his righteousness,
And send his truth abroad.

4 No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground:
He comes to make his blessings flow,
Far as the curse is found.

PSALM 99.
(s. M. PECKHAM.)

The majesty of Christ's kingdom.

1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns!
Let all the nations fear:
Let sinners tremble at his throne,
And saints be humbled there.

2 In Zion is his throne;

His honours are divine;

The church shall make his glories known,
For there his glories shine.

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3 Before Him prostrate fall,
And worship at his feet;
For perfect justice He maintains,
Enthroned on mercy's seat.

4 Jesu, the Saviour, reigns!
Let every creature fear;

Let sinners tremble at his throne,
And saints be humbled there.

PSALM 100.

(L. M. ROME.)

Exhortalion to praise God.

1 ALL people, that on earth do dwell,
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice:
Him serve with fear, his praise forth tell,
Come ye before Him and rejoice.

2 The Lord ye know is God indeed :

Without our aid He did us make:
We are his flock, He doth us feed;
And for his sheep He doth us take.

3 O enter then his gates with praise : Approach with joy his courts unto: Praise, laud, and bless his name always; For it is seemly so to do.

4 For why? The Lord our God is good; His mercy is forever sure;

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

PSALM 100.

(L. M. DENMARK.)
Exhortation to praise God.

1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create, and He destroy.

2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and form'd us men ;
And when like wandering sheep we stray'd,
He brought us to his fold again.

3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs;
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with loudest praise.

4 Wide as the world is thy command;
Vast as eternity thy love;

Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.