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PSALM 90.2d Part. C. M. [b] Ver. 8, 11, 9, 10, 12. Infirmities and mortal

iry the effect of sin; or, life, old age, and

preparation for death. 1 ORD, if thine eyes survey our faults, Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts,

And burns beyond our fear.
2 Thine anger turns our frame to dust :

By one offence to thee,
Adam with all his sons, have lost

Their immortality.
3 Life, like a vain amusement, flies,

A fable or a song;
By swift degrees our nature dies,

Nor can our joys be long.
4 'Tis but a few whose days amount

To threescore years and ten;
And all beyond that short account

Is sorrow, toil and pain.
5 Our vitals, with laborious strife,

Bear up the crazy load, i And drag those poor remains of life

Along the tiresome road.]
6 Almighty God, reveal thy love,

And not thy wrath alone;
O let our sweet experience prove

The mercies ċf thy throne. 7 Our souls would learn the heavenly art

To improve the hours we have,
That we may act the wiser part,

And live beyond the grave.


PSALM 90.-3d Part. C. M. [b]

Ver. 13, &c. Breathing after heaven. 1 ETURN, O God of love, return; . How long shall we, thy children, mour

Our absence from thy face !
» Let heaven succeed nur painful years,

Let sin and sorrow cease ;
And in proportion to our tears,

So make our joys increase.
3 Thy wonders to thy servants show,

Make thine own work complete ;
Then shall our souls thy glory know,

And own thy love is great.
A Then shall we shine before thy throne

In all thy beauty, Lord;
And the poor service we have done

Meet a divine reward.

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PSALM 90.-S. M. [b] Ver. 5, 10, 12. The frailty and shortness of life 1 ORD, what a feeble piece

Is this our mortal frame ? Cur life, how poor a trifle 'tis,

That scarce deserves the name! 2 Alas! 'twas brittle clay

That built our body first;
And every month and every day

'Tis mouldering back to dust. $ Our moments fy apace,

Nor will our minutes stay ; Just like a flood our hasty days

Are sweeping us away.

A Well, if our days must fly,

We'll keep their end in sight;
We'll spend them all in wisdom's way,

And let them speed their flight. 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er

This life's teinpestuous sea :
Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore

or blest eternity.

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PSALM 91.-L. M.* [*] Ver. 1-7. Safety in public diseases & dangers. 1 E that hath made his refuge, God,

a Shall walk all day beneath his shade, . And there at night shall rest his head.

Then will I say, “My God, thy power “ Shall be my fortress and my tower:

I, that am form'd of feeble dust,
“ Make thine almighty arm my trust."
9 Thrice happy man! thy Maker's care

Saall keep thee from the fowler's snare;
Satan, the fowler, who betrays

Unguarded souls a thousand ways. & Just as a hen protects her brood

(From birds of prey that seek their blood) Under her feathers, so the Lord

Makes his own arm his people's guard. 5 If burning beams of noon conspire

To dart a pestilential fire,
God is their life, his wings are spread

To shield them with a healthful shade 6 If vapours with malignant breath,

Rise thick and scatter midnight death,


Israel is safe: The poison'd air
Grows pure, if Israel's God be there.

What thongh a thousand at thy side,
At thy right hand ten thousand dy'd !
Thy God his chosen people saves,
Amongst the dead, amidst the graves.
8 So when he sent his angel down

To make his wrath in Egypt 'known,
And slew their sons, his careful eye

Pass'd all the doors of Jacob by,
9 But if the fire, or plague, or sword,

Receive commission from the Lord,
To strike his saints among the rest,

Their very pains and deaths are blest. 10 The sword, the pestilence, or fire,

Shall but fulfil their best desire:
From sins and sorrows set them free,
And bring thy children, Lord, to thee.

PSALM 91.-C. M. [*]
Ver. 9–16. Protection from death, guard of

angels, victory and deliverance. 1 E sons of

Expos'd to every snare,
Come, make the Lord your dwelling placer

And try, and trust bis care.
% No ill shall enter where you dwell ;

Or if the plague come nigh,
And sweep the wicked down to hell,

'Twill raise his saints on high.
3 He'll give his angels charge to keep

Your feet in all their ways:



a feeble race,

To watch your pillow while you sleep,

And guard your happy days.
& Their bands shall bear you, lest you fall

And dash against the stones ;
Are they not servants at his call,

And sent t'attend his sons ? 5 Adders and lions ye shall tread;

The tempter's wiles defeat ;
He that hath broke the serpent's head

Puts him beneath your feet.
6 “Because on me they set their love,

I'll save them (saith the Lord) “I'll bear their joyful souls above

“Destruction and the sword. 7 “My grace shall answer when they call;;

“In trouble I'll be nigh;
My power shall help them when they fall,

“ And raise them when they gie. 8“Those that on earth my name have known;

" I'll honour them in heaven:
* There my salvation shall be shown

“And endless life be given."

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PSALM 92.-1st Part. L. M. '[*]

A psalm for the Lord's day, 1 TWEET is the work, my God, my King,

To shew thy love by morning light, [sing,

And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest,

No mortal cares shall seize my breasi :
O may my heart in tune be found,
Like David's diary of solemo sound!

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