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“ I'll honour them in heav'n; *. There my salvation shall be shown, “ And endless life be giv'n.” PSALM 92. First Part. L. M.

A psalm for the Lord's day. 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. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest,

No mortal care shall seize my breast :
O! may my heart in tune be found,

Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord,

And bless his works, and bless his word : Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!

How deep thy counsels! how divine !
4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high ;

Like brutes they live, like brutes they die:
Like grass they flourish, 'till thy breath

Blasts them in everlasting death. 5 But I shall share a glorious part

When grace hath well refin'd my heart;
And fresh supplies of joy are shed,
Like holy oil, to cheer my

head. 6 Sin (my worst enemy before)

Shall vex my eyes and ears no more;
My inward foes shall all be slain ;

Nor Satan break my peace again,
7 Then shall I see, and hear, and know

All I desir'd or wish'd below:
And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ
In that eternal world of joy.

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PSALM 92. Second Part. L. M.

Aged saints. 1 LORD,

?tis a pleasant thing to stand In gardens planted by thy hand : Let me within thy courts be seen,

Like a young cedar fresh and green.
2 There grow thy saints in faith and love,

Blest with thine influ'nce from above;
Not Lebanon with all its trees

Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live;

Nature decays, but grace must thrive;
Time, that doth all things else impair,

Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 4 Laden with fruits of age, they show

The Lord is holy, just and true;
None, that attend his gates, shall find
A God unfaithful or unkind.

PSALM 93. L. M.

The cternal and sovereign God. 1

JEHOVAH reigns: He dwells in light,
The world, created by his hands,

Still on its first foundation stands.
2 But ere this spacious world was made,

Or had its first foundation laid;
Thy throne eternal ages stood,

Thyself the ever-living God.
3 Like floods the angry nations rise,

And aim their rage against the skies ;
Vain floods, that aim their rage so high!

At thy rebuke the billows die.
4 For ever shall thy throne endure;

Thy promise stands for ever sure ;

And everlasting holiness
Becomes the dwellings of thy grace.
PSALM 94. First Part. C. M.

Instructive afflictions.

GOD, to whom revenge belongs,

Proclaim thy wrath aloud;
Let sov’reign pow'r redress our wrongs,

Let justice smite the proud. 2 They say, “ The Lord nor sees nor hears :**

When will the fools be wise ?
Can he be deaf, who form'd their ears?

Or blind, who made their eyes? 3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain,

And they shall feel his pow'r :
His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain

In some surprising hour.
4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke,

Thou hast a gentler rod ;
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 chast’nings make thy children wise,

When they forget thy law.
6 But God will ne'er cast off his saints,

Nor his own promise break;
He pardons his inheritance
For their Redeemer's sake.
PSALM 94. Second Part. C.M.

God our support and comfort.
1 VHO will arise and plead my right

Against my num'rous foes; While earth and hell their force unite,

And all my hopes oppose ?

2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help,

Sustain’d my fainting head,
My life had now in silence dwelt ;

My soul among the dead.
3 “ Alas! my sliding feet !” I cried,

Thy promise was my prop :
Thy grace stood constant by my side,

Thy spirit bore me up. 4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts

Within my bosom roll; Thy boundless love forgives my faults,

Thy comforts cheer my soul. 5 Pow'rs of iniquity may rise,

And frame pernicious laws ;
But God, my refuge, rules the skies;

He will defend my cause.
6. Let malice vent her rage aloud,

Let bold blasphemers scoff: The Lord our God shall judge the proud, And cut the sinners off. PSALM 95. First Part. C. M.

A psalm before prayer. 1 SING 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: The Lord's a God of boundless might,

The whole creation's King. 3 Let princes hear, let angels know,

How mean their natures seem, Those gods on high, and gods below, When once compar'd with him.

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4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep,

Lies in his spacious hand; He fix'd the seas, what bounds to keep,

And where the hills must stand.
5 Come, and with humble souls adore,

Come, kneel before his face;
O! may the creatures of his pow'r

Be children of his grace!
6 Now is the time : he bends his ear,

And waits for your request :
Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear,
6 Ye shall not see my rest.”
PSALM 95. Second Part. S. M.

A psalm before sermon.
COME, sound his praise abroad,

And hymns of glory sing :
Jehovah is the sov'reign God,

The universal King. 2 He form'd the deeps unknown ; He gave

the seas their bound; The wat'ry worlds are all his own,

And all the solid ground. 3 Come worship at his throne,

Come bow before the Lord : We are his work, and not our own,

He form’d us by his word. 4 To-day attend his voice,

Nor dare provoke his rod : Come, like the people of his choice,

And own your gracious God. 5 But if your ears refuse

The language of his grace ; And hearts grow hard like stubborn Jews,

That unbelieving race:

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