4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust, All nations rose from earth at first, 5 A thousand ages in thy fight, Short as the watch that ends the night, 6 Our God, our help in ages past, Be thou our guard while troubles last, 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, 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; Jut Just like a flood our hafty days 4 Well, if our days muft fly, We'll keep their end in fight; 5 They'll waft us fooner o'er Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore 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 :: 3 My heart fhall triumph in my Lord, 4 But O, what triumphs fhall I raise 5 When in the realms of joy I see Sin (my worst enemy before) Shall vex my eys and ears no more : 6 Then fhall I fee, and hear, and know, CXCIII. Saints protected by the 10. YE E fons of men, a feeble race, Come, make the Lord your dwelling place, 2 No ill fhall enter where you dwell; 3 He'll give his angels charge to keep To watch your pillows while you fleep, 4 Their 4 Their hands shall bear you, left you fall, 5 Adders and lions ye fhall tread; He that hath broke the ferpent's head, 6" Because on me they fet their love, 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, 2 There grow thy faints in faith and love, 3 The plants of grace fhall ever live : 4 Laden with fruits of age, they fhew CXCV. Chrift the Sovereign and 1 H E reigns; the Lord, the Saviour reigns! 2 Deep are his counfels and unknown : 3 In robes of judgment lo, he comes; Shakes the whole earth, and cleaves the tombs Before |