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4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust,
"Return ye fons of men,"

All nations rose from earth at first,
And turn to earth again.

5 A thousand ages in thy fight,
Are like an ev'ning gone ;

Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising fun.

6 Our God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,

Be thou our guard while troubles last,
And our eternal home.

CXCI. The Frailty and fhortnefs of Life, Pfal. xc. 5, 10,

12.

'L

ORD what a feeble piece,

Is this our mortal frame!

Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis,
That scarce deferves the name !

2 Alas, the brittle clay,

That built our body first And ev'ry month, and ev'ry day, 'Tis mould'ring back to duft.

3 Our moments fly apace, Nor will our minutes ftay;

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Just like a flood our hafty days
Are sweeping us away.

4 Well, if our days muft fly,

We'll keep their end in fight;
We'll spend them all in wisdom's ways,
And let them speed their flight.

5 They'll waft us fooner o'er
This life's tempeftuous sea ;.

Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore
Of bleft eternity.

CXCII.

S

For the Lord's-Day.

WEET is the work, my God, my king,

To praise thy name, give thanks and fing

To fhew thy love by morning light,

And talk of all thy truth at night.

2. Sweet is the day of facred reft,

No mortal cares fhould feize my breast ::
O may my heart in tune be found;
Like David's harp of folemn found..

3 My heart fhall triumph in my Lord,
And blefs his works, and bless his word :
Thy works of grace, how bright they fhine!
How deep thy counfels, how divine!

4 But O, what triumphs fhall I raise
To thy dear name thro' endless days!

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When in the realms of joy I see
Thy face in full felicity!

Sin (my worst enemy before)

Shall vex my eys and ears no more :
My inward foes shall all be flain;
Nor fatan break my peace again.

6 Then fhall I fee, and hear, and know,
All I defir'd, or wifh'd below;
And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ,
In that eternal world of joy.

CXCIII. Saints protected by the
Power of God. Pfalm. xci. 9,

10.

YE

E fons of men, a feeble race,
Expos'd to ev'ry snare,

Come, make the Lord your dwelling place,
And try, and trust his care.

2 No ill fhall enter where you dwell;
Or if the plague be nigh,
And fweep the wicked down to hell,
'Twill raife his faints on high.

3 He'll give his angels charge to keep
Your feet in all your ways;

To watch your pillows while you fleep,
And guard your happy days..

4 Their

4 Their hands shall bear you, left you fall,

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5 Adders and lions ye fhall tread;
The tempter's wiles defeat,

He that hath broke the ferpent's head,
Puts him beneath your feet..

6" Because on me they fet their love,
“I'll save them," (faith the Lord ;)
"I'll bear their joyful fouls above
"Deftruction and the fword.

7" My grace fhall answer when they call; "In trouble I'll be nigh:

"My pow'r fhall help them when they fall, "And raise them when they die."

8 Those that on earth my name have known, I'll honour them in heav'n:

There my falvation fhall be shown,

And endless life be giv❜n.

CXCIV.

The Church the Gar

den of God. Pfalm. xcii. 12,

&c..

LORD, 'tis a pleafant 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 faints in faith and love,
Bleft with thy influence from above:
Not Lebanon, with all it's trees,
Yields fuch a comely fight as these.

3

The plants of grace fhall ever live :
(Nature decays, but grace must thrive)
Time that all things elfe impair,
Still makes them flourish strong and fair.

4 Laden with fruits of age, they fhew
The Lord is holy juft and true.
None that attend his gates shall find
A God unfaithful, or unkind.

CXCV. Chrift the Sovereign and
Judge. Pfal. xcvii. 1, 5.

1

H

E reigns; the Lord, the Saviour reigns!
Praise him in evangelic ftrains :
Let the whole earth in fongs rejoice;
And diftant iflands join their voice.

2 Deep are his counfels and unknown :
But grace and truth fupport his throne:
Tho' gloomy clouds his way furround,
Justice is their eternal ground.

3 In robes of judgment lo, he comes;

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