3 With rev'rence, and religious dread
His servants to his house should press;
His fear thro' all their hearts should spread
Who his Almighty Name confess.
4 In thee the sov'reign right remains
Of Earth and Heav'n: Thee, Lord, alone,
The world and all that it contains
Their Maker and Preserver own.

PSALM XC. C. M.

1 O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.

2 Before the hills in order stood,
Or Earth receiv'd her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.

3 A thousand ages in thy sight
Are as an ev❜ning gone;

Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising Sun.

4 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all it's sons away;

They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the op'ning day.

5 O God, our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come;

Be thou our guide while life shall last,
And our eternal home.

PSALM XC. Version 2. L. M.
1 Lord! thou hast been thy children's God,
All-powerful, wise, and good, and just :
In every age their safe abode,

Their Hope, their Refuge, and their Trust! 2 Great Father of Eternity,

How short are ages in thy sight!
A thousand years, how swift they fly,
Short as the silent watch of night!

3 Uncertain Life! how soon it flies!
Dream of an hour! how short our bloom!
Like spring's gay verdure now we rise,
Cut down ere night to fill the tomb !

4 Teach us to count our shorten'd days,
And, with true diligence, apply
Our hearts to wisdom's sacred ways;
Thus learn to live, and learn to die.

PSALM XCII. L. M.

1 Sweet is the work, O God our King,
To praise thy name, give thanks and sing;
To shew thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth by night.

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest:

No mortal care should seize our breast. O may our hearts in tune be found, Like David's harp, of solemn sound.

3 Our hearts shall triumph in the Lord,
And bless his works, and bless his word.
His works of grace, how bright they shine!
How deep his counsels! how divine!

4 O may we see, and hear, and know
What mortals cannot reach below;
May all our pow'rs find sweet employ
In Christ's eternal World of Joy.

PSALM XCII. Version 2.

1 Thou! who art enthron'd above,
Thou! by whom we live and move,
O how sweet with joyful tongue
To resound thy praise in song.

2 When the Morning paints the skies,
When the sparkling stars arise,.
All thy favors to rehearse,

And give thanks in grateful verse.

3 Sweet the Day of sacred rest,

When devotion fills the breast;
When we dwell within thy House,
Hear thy Word, and pay our vows.

4 Notes to Heav'n's high mansion raise,
Fill it's courts with sounding praise.
With repeated hymns proclaim
Great Jehovah's awful name.

PSALM XCIII.

1 Ye servants of God,
Your Master proclaim;
And publish abroad

His wonderful name.
The name all victorious
Of Jesus extol;
His Kingdom is glorious
And rules over all.

2 God ruleth on high,
Almighty to save;
And still he is nigh,
His presence we have.
The great congregation
His triumph shall sing,
Ascribing Salvation

To Jesus our King.

3 Salvation to God,

Who sits on the Throne:

Let all cry aloud,

And honor the Son.

Our Jesus's praises

The Angels proclaim-
Fall down on their faces,
And worship the Lamb.

4 Then let us adore,
And give him his right,
All Glory and Pow'r,

And Wisdom and Might;
All Honor and Blessing,
With Angels above.
And thanks never ceasing,
And infinite Love.

PSALM XCV. L. M.

1 O come, loud Anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our Almighty King;
For we our voices high should raise,
When our Salvation's Rock we praise

2 Into his presence let us haste
To thank him for his mercies past;
To him address, in joyful songs,
The praise which to His Name belongs.

3 The depths of Earth are in his hand;
Her secret wealth at his command;
Thestrength of hills, which threat the skies,
Subjected to his Empire lies.

4 The rolling Ocean's vast abyss By the same sov'reign right, is His; 'Tis mov'd by that Almighty hand, Which form'd, and fix'd the solid land.