4 Let floods and tempests rage,
Let earth and hell engage,

And aim at heaven their swelling tides;
If once Jehovah frown,

The waves of hell run down,

And all the wrath of man subsides.

5 Thy promise, Lord, is true,
Thou shalt the world subdue,

And saints to heavenly glory raise;
The rolling hour draws near,
When Jesus shall appear,

And all his subjects shout his praise.

6 Thy kingdom must exist,

When earth dissolves like mist,

And ether* melts with fervent heat;
Thipe hand shall nature poise,
Amid the crashing noise,

But feel no changes near thy seat.

PSALM 93. S. M.

The majesty and eternity of Christ's kingdom. 1 JEHOVAH reigns alone,

O'er all the worlds above,
High on a bright and dazzling throne,
He sits array'd in love.

2 He form'd the earth of old,
By him the building stands,
He doth its massy bars uphold,
By his almighty hands.

3 The troubled ocean raves

With tempests loud and swift;

To heaven the floods with swelling waves,
On high their voices lift.

* Ether, air sublimed.

4 But mightier far than they,

The Lord subdues their noise, The boisterous floods his words obey, And earth maintains its poise.

5 Tempestuous as a flood,

In vain the wicked rise,

To drench the guilty world in blood,
And rage against the skies.

6 If once Jehovah speak,

He calms the rising storm,

The strength of mighty men grows weak, Their hands can nought perform.

7 Thy words, O God, are sure,

Thou shalt the dead restore; Thy kingdom ever must endure, When time shall be no more.

PSALM 94. Part 1. C. M.

Saints chastised and sinners destroyed.

1 VENGEANCE, O Lord, to thee belongs, Proclaim thy wrath aloud;

Let sovreign power redress our wrongs,
Let justice smite the proud.

2 How long will sinners love to 'oppress,
And pierce the stranger thro?
They cause the widow deep distress,
Then boast of what they do.

3 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?

4 He knows their impious thoughts are vain, And dreadful to devour;

His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain,
In some surprising hour.

5 But if thy saints, O God, provoke,
Thou hast a gentler rod,

Thy providence with lenient* stroke,
Shall bring them back to God.

6 What ways will fathers oft devise,
To quellt a stubborn child;
But God is far more kind and wise,
And all his ways are mild.

7 Our heavenly Father oft invites,
And soothes our growing years;
But when in seeming wrath he smites,
His kindness most appears.

8 The man who feels the rod is blest,
What peace his mind enjoys;
And heaven shall be his endless rest,
When God the world destroys.

PSALM 94. Part 2. C. M.

Deliverance from temptation and persecution.

1 OPPREST by men of

power and pride,

I sigh'd with solemn pause,
"Who will appear on Zion's side,
Or who defend her cause?"

2 I scarce had finish'd half my sigh,
And moan'd my sad complaint,
Ere God in all his strength was nigh,
To help his feeble saint.

3 Had not the Lord my Savior felt,
And eas'd my raging pain,
My soul had now in silence dwelt,
Among the thousands slain.

4 Alas, my foot, how fast it slips,
"My time, I said, is past!"

*Lenient, soft, mild.

1

To quell, to overcome, to subdue.

But Jesus heard my plaintive lips,
His mercy held me fast.

5 O'erwhelm'd in deep abyss of thought,
I could no rescue find;

But Christ the great deliverance wrought,
And cheer'd my drooping mind.
6 In vain the sons of earth conspire,
To deal out death by law,

The saints are blest amid the fire,
For God will ne'er withdraw.

7 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. C. M.

A psalm before prayer.

1 COME, let us join the 'assembled throng, And in our God rejoice,

The great salvation be the song,
And cheerful every voice.

2 With thanks approach his awful sight,
And psalms of honor sing;
The Lord's a God of boundless might,
The whole creation's King.

3 Let princes hear, let angels know
Their brightness is but dim;
Compar'd with Christ the Sun, they glow
Like twingling stars to him!

4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep,
Lies in his spacious hand;

He fixt the seas what bounds to keep,
And where the hills must stand.

.5 Come, let us praise our living Rock,
Eternal strength is his;

He knows his sheep, he guides his flock,
The Lord our shepherd is.

6 Come, let us bend the suppliant knee,
And in his presence bow;

To day his offer'd love is free,
And all may seek him now.

7 To day we hear the gospel news,
Let every heart be won,
Gentiles, alas, are worse than Jews,
If they despise the Son!

8 Now, is the time that God forbears,
And waits to make you blest;
But if you will refuse, he swears
"You shall not see my rest."
PSALM 95. S. M.

A psalm before sermon.

1 COME, let us sound the praise
Of our eternal King,

High as the heavens our voices raise,
And hymns of glory sing.

2 Jehovah is his name,

He made the race of man;
God is the pure eternal flame,
Who was ere time began.

3 O bless the Lord our Rock,

His nature cannot change;
God is the shepherd, we the flock
That o'er his pastures range.

4 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.

5 Come, let us humbly kneel,

And bow before his face;