Shall dwell in undisturb'd repose,

Nor fear the trying hour. 2 Angels, unseen, around the saints

Their guardian pinions spread, To cheer the spirit, when it faints,

And shield the sacred head.
3 Himself, the Lord of angels, keeps

The souls that love his name:
Lo! Israel's shepherd never sleeps ;

He always is the same.
4 Crosses and changes are their lot,

Long as they sojourn here:
But since their Saviour changes not,

What have the saints to fear?

PSALM 92.
(c. M. MELCHISEDEC.)

For the Sabbath.
1 Blest is the work, O God and King!

To praise thy glorious name:
By day thy wondrous grace we sing,

By night thy truth proclaim.
I We hail thy day of rest, O Lord !

And seek thy house of prayer,
To meet thy saints, to hear thy word,

And all thy works declare. 3 Though sensual hearts unchanged by grace

Such heavenly joys despise,
Teach us to love thy dwelling place,

Thy day of rest to prize;

Till fix'd within thy courts above,

Far nobler songs we raise ;
Where every heart is fill'd with love,
And every mouth with praise

PSALM 95.
(L. M. MONTGOMERY.)

Invitation to praise and obedience.
1 O COME, loud anthems let us sing,

Loud thanks to our almighty King; ,
To Him address, in joyful songs,

The praise that to his name belongs. 2 He is our God, our Shepherd He;

His flock and pasture sheep are we;
Then let us, as his flock, draw near,

His Gospel's sacred truths to hear. 8 Come, let us bow before his face, Confess our sins and seek his

grace; Nor like the faithless tribes of old,

Forsake the shelter of his fold.
4 0,-lest in judgment He declare,

That we their righteous doom shall share ;
Lest, vengeance racing uprepress’d,
He
swears, 66 Ye ne'er shall see my rest.”

PSALM 95.
(S. M. SILVER STREET.)

Jehovah the universal sovereign.
1 COME, sound his praise abroad,

And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the Soverign God,
The Universal king.

Praise ye the Lord. Hallelujah.

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2 He forni'd the deeps unknown;

He gave the sea its bound;
The watery worlds are his alone,

And his the earth around. Praise, &c. 3 Come worship at his throne,

And bow before the Lord ;
We are his work, and not our own;

He form'd us by his word. Praise, &c. 4 To day revere his voice,

Nor dare provoke his rod;
Come like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God. Praise, &c.

Psalm 98.
(c. M. MELCHISEDEC.)
The coming of Christ. ground of universal joy.
1 Joy to the world! the Lord is come!

Let earth receive her King :
Let every

heart
prepare

Him

room;
Let all creation sing.
2 Ye saints, rejoice, the Saviour reigns;

In praise your tongues employ ;
Floods, clap your hands; exult, ye plains

And shout, ye hills, for joy.
3 Behold, He comes ! He comes to bless

The nations as their God;
To shew the world his righteousness,

And send his truth abroad.
4 No more let sins and sorrows grow,

Nor thorns infest the ground:
He comes to make his blessings flow,

Far as the curse is found.

PSALM 99.
(S. M. PECKHAM.)

The majesty of Christ's kingdom. 1 The Lord Jehovah reigns !

Let all the nations fear:
Let sinners tremble at his throne,

And saints be humbled there. 2 In Zion is his throne;

His honours are divine;
The church shall make his glories known,

For there his glories shine. 3 Before Him prostrate fall,

And worship at his feet ;
For perfect justice He maintains,

Enthroned on mercy's seat. 4 Jesu, the Saviour, reigns !

Let every creature fear;
Let sinners tremble at his throne,

And saints be humbled there.

PSALM 100.

(L. M. ROME.)

Exhortalion to praise God.
1 All people, that on earth do dwell,

Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice:
Him serve with fear, his praise forth tell,
Come

ye

before Him and rejoice. 2 The Lord ye know is God indeed :

Without our aid He did us make :
We are his flock, He doth us feed;
And for his sheep He doth us take.

3 ( enter then his gates with praise :

Approach with joy his courts unto:
Praise, laud, and bless his name always ;

For it is seemly so to do. 4 For why? The Lord our God is good; His mercy

is forever sure;
His truth at all times firmly stood;
And shall from age to age endure.

Psalm 100.
(L. M. DENMARK.)

Exhortation to praise God.
1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,

Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ;
Know that the Lord is God alone,

He can create, and He destroy.
2 His sovereign power, without our aid,

Made us of clay, and form'd us men ;
And when like wandering sheep we stray'd,

He brought us to his fold again. 3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs;

High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,

Shall fill thy courts with loudest praise. 4 Wide as the world is thy command ;

Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.