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PSALM 93. L.M.
The eternal and sovereign God. (cont.)

4	And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of thy grace.

PSALM 94. First Part. C.M.
Instructive afflictions.

1	O GOD, to whom revenge belongs,    Proclaim thy wrath aloud; Let sov'reign pow'r redress our wrongs,    Let justice smite the proud.
2	They say, "The Lord nor sees nor hears:"    When will the fools be wise? Can he be deaf, who form'd their ears?    Or blind, who made their eyes?
3	He knows their impious thoughts are vain,    And they shall feel his pow'r: His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain    In some surprising hour.
4	But if thy saints deserve rebuke,    Thou hast a gentler rod; Thy providences and thy book    Shall make them know their God.
5	Blest is the man, thy hands chastise,    And to his duty draw: Thy chast'nings make thy children wise,    When they forget thy law.
6	But God will ne'er cast off his saints,    Nor his own promise break; He pardons his inheritance    For their Redeemer's sake.

PSALM 94. Second Part. C.M.
God our support and comfort.

1	WHO will arise and plead my right    Against my num'rous foes; While earth and hell their force unite,    And all my hopes oppose?

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PSALM 94. Second Part. C.M.
God our support and comfort. (cont.)

2	Had not the Lord, my rock, my help,    Sustain'd my fainting head, My life had now in silence dwelt;    My soul among the dead.
3	"Alas! my sliding feet!" I cried,    Thy promise was my prop: Thy grace stood constant by my side,    Thy spirit bore me up.
4	While multitudes of mournful thoughts    Within my bosom roll; Thy boundless love forgives my faults,    Thy comforts cheer my soul.
5	Pow'rs of iniquity may rise,    And frame pernicious laws; But God, my refuge, rules the skies;    He will defend my cause.
6	Let malice vent her rage aloud,    Let bold blasphemers scoff: The Lord our God shall judge the proud,    And cut the sinners off.

PSALM 95. First Part. C.M.
A psalm before prayer.

1	SING to the Lord Jehovah's name,    And in his strength rejoice: When his salvation is our theme,    Exalted be our voice.
2	With thanks approach his awful sight,    And psalms of honour sing: The Lord's a God of boundless might,    The whole creation's King.
3	Let princes hear, let angels know,    How mean their natures seem, Those gods on high, and gods below,    When once compar'd with him.