So teach us, Lord, th' uncertain sum
Of our short days to mind,
That to true wisdom all our hearts
May ever be inclin'd!

To satisfy and cheer our souls

Thy early mercy send;

That we may all our days to come,
In joy and comfort spend !

PSALM XCII.

Verses 1, 2, 4, 13.

Joy and thanksgiving characterize a mind renewed.
How good and pleasant must it be
To thank the Lord Most High;
And, with repeated hymns of praise,
His Name to magnify!

With every morning's early dawn
His goodness to relate!

And of His constant truth each night

The glad effects repeat!

For thro' Thy wondrous works, O Lord,
Thou mak'st my heart rejoice;

The thoughts of them shall make me glad,
And sing with cheerful voice;

These, planted in the house of God,

Within His courts shall thrive;

Their vigour and their lustre both
Shall in old age revive.

PSALM XCIII.

Verses 1, 2, 5.

The Majesty of Christ's Kingdom.
WITH glory clad, with strength array'd,
The Lord, that o'er all nature reigns,
The world's foundation strongly laid;
And the vast fabrick still sustains.
How surely stablish'd is Thy throne,
Which shall no change or period see
For Thou, O Lord, and Thou alone,
Art God from all eternity.

Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure ;

And they that in Thy house would dwell, That happy station to secure,

Must e'er in holiness excel.

PSALM XCIV.

Verses 9, 11, 12, 13.

A reflection on the omniscience and justice of the Almighty.

Can He be deaf, who form'd the ear?

Or blind, who fram❜d the eye?

Shall earth's great Judge not punish those,
Who His known will defy?

He fathoms all the thoughts of men ;

To Him their hearts lie bare;

His eye surveys them all, and sees

How vain their counsels are.

Bless'd is the man, whom Thou, O Lord,

In kindness dost chastise,

And by Thy sacred rules to walk

Dost lovingly advise!

This man shall rest and safety find

In seasons of distress;

Whilst God prepares a pit for those,
That stubbornly transgress!

PSALM XCV.

Verses 1, 2, 4, 5, 3, 6.

The Lord's Majesty demands the adoring praises of
His Church.

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:
Into his presence let us haste,
To thank him for his favours past;
To him address, in joyful songs,
The praise that to his Name belongs.

The depths of earth are in His hand,
Her secret wealth at His command;
The strength of hills, that reach the skies,
Subjected to His empire lies:

The rolling ocean's vast abyss
By the same sov'reign right is His ;
'Tis mov'd by His Almighty hand,

That form'd and fix'd the solid land!

Since thus our Lord, enthron'd in state,
Is with unrivall'd glory Great;

A God of truth; unlike them all,
Whom gods the heathen falsely call;
O let us to His Courts repair,
And bow with adoration there,
Down on our knees devoutly all
Before the Lord our Maker fall!

PSALM XCVI.

Verses 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, 8.

An Hymn of the universal Church. SING to the Lord a new-made song! Let earth, in one assembled throng,

Her common Saviour's praise resound; Sing to the Lord; and bless His Name; From day to day His praise proclaim;

Who us hath with salvation crown'd.
To heathen lands His fame rehearse,
His wonders to the universe!

He's great, and greatly to be prais'd,
In majesty and glory rais'd

Above pretended deities ;

For pageantry and idols all

Are they, whom Gods the heathen call
He only rules, who made the skies.
With majesty and honour crown'd,

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Beauty and Strength His throne surround;

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Be then the coming Judge ador'd,
Who man to holiness restor❜d.

Ascribe due honour to His Name!
Off'rings of faith before Him lay,
Before His throne your homage pay,
Which He, and He alone, can claim.
To worship at His sacred Court
Let all the trembling World resort!

PSALM XCI.

Verses 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.

True faith overcomes the terrors of Pestilence and
Death.

HE, that has God his Guardian made,
Shall, under th' Almighty's shade,
Secure and undisturb'd abide.
Thus to my soul of Him I'll say,
He is my fortress and my stay,
My God, in whom I will confide.'

His tender love and watchful care
Shall free thee from the tempter's snare,
And from the noisome pestilence;
He over thee His wings shall spread,
And cover thy unguarded head;

His truth shall be thy strong defence.

No terrors, that surprise by night,
Shall thy undaunted courage fright;
Nor deadly shafts that fly by day;