Like as a watch at night may be 5 By death thou sweepest man away, 6 Man's youthful beauty fresh does seem, 7 Our secret sins before his face 8 Unheeded years, that slide quick by, Are register'd by the Most High, 9 Man's life is seventy short years; 10 But yet decay our strength then must, In sickness and in pain, And soon in grave be turn'd to dust, 11 O Lord! teach us to bow with awe For us, who broke thy holy law, Redemption thou hast sought. 12 O! to the Saviour now apply, In truth with heart and soul, 14 My heart o'erwhelmed is within 15 Lord, let thy tender mercies cheer That joy and gladness now appear, 16 Let days of happiness combine And annual charities so shine 17 So let thy people's deeds appear 18 So that the beauty of the Lord Shine in Jesusalem; By all his handiworks adored, 19 O Lord! establish wisdom's ways How sweet, when saints and angels raise PSALM XCI. 1 THE Lord's the guardian of the just, 2 Under the shelter of his wing 3 Assuredly his tenderness Us from disease does save; Under his wings lies blessedness When snatch'd back from the 4 No arrow shall its terror spread, If we on God depend; grave. His shield and buckler o'er our head, 5 Undaunted courage he will give, In secret bliss they on shall live, 6 Immortal glory then await For Jesus Christ is door and gate, 7 Ten thousand at thy side may fall, Yet in God's time he will thee call From his bright throne on high. 8 Because my God most constantly My guardian has been ; In peace I on his power rely, Who my distress has seen. 9 No ill shall on thy dwelling light, To keep thee safe both day and night, 10 Angelic help his saints support, To lend them some unseen comfort, 11 When some great stone would dash thy foot, It shall be borne away; On thee no roaring lion shall put His feet, or near thee stay. 12 Serpents nor dragons shall not fright, Nor robbers come to steal at night, 13 Because ye honour'd God's great name, And in your heart loved him, And made Christ's merits all your 14 From trouble he will set thee high, claim 15 As Christ a pattern thou didst make, God will accept thee for his sake, PSALM XCII. 1 To render thanks to God on high |