1 PSALM 89. Sixth Part. C. M. Should break my laws, abuse my grace, 2 Their sins I'll visit with the rod, 3 My cov❜nant I will ne'er revoke, 4 Once have I sworn (I need no more) To seal my sacred promise sure 5 The sun shall see his offspring rise, 6 Sure as the moon that rules the night, 'Till the fix'd laws of shade and light PSALM 89. Seventh Part. L. M. 1 REMEMBER, Lord, our mortal state; How frail our life, how short the date! Where is the man that draws his breath Safe from disease, secure from death? 2 Lord, while we see whole nations die, Our flesh and sense repine, and cry, "Must death for ever rage and reign? "Or hast thou made mankind in vain ? 3" Where is thy promise to the just? "Are not thy servants turn'd to dust ?" But faith forbids these mournful sighs, And sees the sleeping dust arise. 4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day, Wipes the reproach of saints away; And clears the honour of thy word: Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord. PSALM 90. First Part. L. M. Man mortal and God eternal. A funeral psalm. HRO' ev'ry age, eternal God! 1TH Thou art our rest, our safe abode; High was thy throne, ere heav'n was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. 2 Long had'st thou reign'd ere time began, Or dust was fashion'd into man; And long thy kingdom shall endure, Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, 4 A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in thine account; Like yesterday's departed light, Or the last watch of ending night. 5 Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away: our life's a dream; An empty tale; a morning flow'r, Cut down and wither'd in an hour. 6 Our age to seventy years is set; How short the term! how frail the state! And if to eighty we arrive, We rather sigh and groan, than live. 7 But oh! how oft thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread: PSALM 90. Second Part. C. M. OUR God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, 2 Before the hills in order stood, 3 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 4 Our God, our help in ages past, 1 Be thou our guard while troubles last, PSALM 90. Third Part. C. M. Infirmities and death the effects of sin. LORD, if thine eyes survey our faults, Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts, 2 Thine anger turns our frame to dust; By one offence to thee, Adam and all his sons have lost 3 Life, like a vain amusement flies, By swift degrees our nature dies, 4 'Tis but a few, whose days amount 5 Almighty God, reveal thy love, 1 O let our sweet experience prove PSALM 90. Fourth Part. C. M. RETURN, O God of love, return; Earth is a tiresome place: How long shall we, thy children, mourn 2 Let heav'n succeed our painful years, 3 Thy wonders to thy servants show, 4 Then shall we shine before thy throne, In all thy beauty, Lord; And, the poor service, we have done, PSALM 91. First Part. L. M. Safety in public diseases and dangers. 1 HE, that hath made his refuge God, Shall find a most secure abode; Shall walk all day beneath his shade, And there at night shall rest his head. 2 Then will I say, "My God, thy pow'r "Shall be my fortress and my tow'r: "I, that am form'd of feeble dust, "Make thine almighty arm my trust." 3 Thrice happy man! thy Maker's care Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare, Satan, the tempter, who betrays Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 4 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 Grows pure, if Israel's God be there. |