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PSALM 90.2d Part. C. M. [b] Ver. 8, 11, 9, 10, 12. Infirmities and mortal
iry the effect of sin; or, life, old age, and
preparation for death. 1 ORD, if thine eyes survey our faults, Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts,
And burns beyond our fear.
By one offence to thee,
A fable or a song;
Nor can our joys be long.
To threescore years and ten;
Is sorrow, toil and pain.
Bear up the crazy load, i And drag those poor remains of life
Along the tiresome road.]
And not thy wrath alone;
The mercies ċf thy throne. 7 Our souls would learn the heavenly art
To improve the hours we have,
And live beyond the grave.
PSALM 90.-3d Part. C. M. [b]
Ver. 13, &c. Breathing after heaven. 1 ETURN, O God of love, return; . How long shall we, thy children, mour
Our absence from thy face !
Let sin and sorrow cease ;
So make our joys increase.
Make thine own work complete ;
And own thy love is great.
In all thy beauty, Lord;
Meet a divine reward.
PSALM 90.-S. M. [b] Ver. 5, 10, 12. The frailty and shortness of life 1 ORD, what a feeble piece
Is this our mortal frame ? Cur life, how poor a trifle 'tis,
That scarce deserves the name! 2 Alas! 'twas brittle clay
That built our body first;
'Tis mouldering back to dust. $ Our moments fy apace,
Nor will our minutes stay ; Just like a flood our hasty days
Are sweeping us away.
A Well, if our days must fly,
We'll keep their end in sight;
And let them speed their flight. 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er
This life's teinpestuous sea :
or blest eternity.
PSALM 91.-L. M.* [*] Ver. 1-7. Safety in public diseases & dangers. 1 E that hath made his refuge, God,
a Shall walk all day beneath his shade, . And there at night shall rest his head.
Then will I say, “My God, thy power “ Shall be my fortress and my tower:
I, that am form'd of feeble dust,
Saall keep thee from the fowler's snare;
Unguarded souls a thousand ways. & 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,
To shield them with a healthful shade 6 If vapours with malignant breath,
Rise thick and scatter midnight death,
Israel is safe: The poison'd air
To make his wrath in Egypt 'known,
Pass'd all the doors of Jacob by,
Receive commission from the Lord,
Their very pains and deaths are blest. 10 The sword, the pestilence, or fire,
Shall but fulfil their best desire:
PSALM 91.-C. M. [*]
angels, victory and deliverance. 1 E sons of
Expos'd to every snare,
And try, and trust bis care.
Or if the plague come nigh,
'Twill raise his saints on high.
Your feet in all their ways:
a feeble race,
To watch your pillow while you sleep,
And guard your happy days.
And dash against the stones ;
And sent t'attend his sons ? 5 Adders and lions ye shall tread;
The tempter's wiles defeat ;
Puts him beneath your feet.
I'll save them (saith the Lord) “I'll bear their joyful souls above
“Destruction and the sword. 7 “My grace shall answer when they call;;
“In trouble I'll be nigh;
“ And raise them when they gie. 8“Those that on earth my name have known;
" I'll honour them in heaven:
“And endless life be given."
PSALM 92.-1st Part. L. M. '[*]
A psalm for the Lord's day, 1 TWEET is the work, my God, my King,
To shew thy love by morning light, [sing,
And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest,
No mortal cares shall seize my breasi :