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He that hath made his refuge God

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 112 hymnals Lyrics: 1 He that hath made his refuge God, Shall find a most secure abode! Shall walk all day beneath his shade, And there at night shall rest his head. 2 Then will I say, 'My God, thy pow'r 'Shall be my fortress and my tow'r: 'I that am form'd of feeble dust, 'Make thine almighty arm my trust.' 3 Thrice happy man! thy Maker's care Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare; Satan, the fowler, who betrays Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 4 Just as a hen protects her brood From birds of prey that seek their blood, Under her feathers; so the Lord Makes his own arm his people's guard. 5 If burning beams of noon conspire To dart a pestilential fire, God is their life, his wings are spread To shield them with a healthful shade. 6 If vapours with malignant breath Rise thick, and scatter midnight death, Isr'el is safe: the poison'd air Grows pure, if Isr'el's God be there. Pause. 7 What tho' a thousand at thy side, At thy right hand ten thousand dy'd, Thy God his chosen people saves Amongst the dead, amidst the graves. 8 So when he sent his angel down To make his wrath in Egypt known, And slew their sons, his careful eye Pass'd all the doors of Jacob by. 9 But if the fire, or plague, or sword, Receive commission from the Lord, To strike his saints among the rest, Their very pains and deaths are blest. 10 The sword, the pestilence, or fire, Shall but fulfil their best desire; From sins and sorrows set them free, And bring thy children, Lord, to thee. Scripture: Psalm 91:1-7

Ye sons of men, a feeble race

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 72 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Ye sons of men, a feeble race, Expos'd to every snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling place, And try and trust his care. 2 No ill shall enter where you dwell, Or if the plague come nigh, And sweep the wicked down to hell, 'Twill raise his saints on high. 3 He'll give his angels charge to keep Your feet in all their ways; To watch your pillow while you sleep, And guard your happy days. 4 Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall, And dash against the stones: Are they not servants at his call, And sent t' attend his sons? 5 Adders and lions ye shall tread; The tempter's wiles defeat; He that hath broke the serpent's head, Puts him beneath your feet. 6 'Because on me they set their love, 'I'll save them,' saith the Lord, 'I'll bear their joyful souls above 'Destruction and the sword. 7 'My grace shall answer when they call; 'In trouble I'll be nigh: 'My pow'r shall help them when they fall, 'And raise them when they die. 8 'Those that on earth my name have known 'I'll honor them in heav'n; 'There my salvation shall be shown, 'And endless life be giv'n.' Scripture: Psalm 91:9-16

Sweet is the work, my God, my King

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 778 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing, To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal cares shall seize my breast; O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word: Thy works of grace, how bright they shine! How deep thy counsels! how divine! 4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high; Like brutes they live, like brutes they die; Like grass they flourish, 'till thy breath Blast them in everlasting death. 5 But I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refin'd my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 6 Sin (my worst enemy before) Shall vex my eyes and ears no more: My inward foes shall all be slain, Nor Satan break my peace again. 7 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, All I desir'd or wish'd below; And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. Scripture: Psalm 92

Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 114 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand In gardens planted by thine hand; Let me within thy courts be seen, Like a young cedar, fresh and green. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, Blest with thine influence from above; Not Lebanon with all its trees Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live; (Nature decays, but grace must thrive) Time, that doth all things else impair, Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 4 Laden with fruits of age, they shew The Lord is holy, just, and true: None that attend his gates shall find A God unfaithful or unkind. Scripture: Psalm 92:12-15

Jehovah reigns: he dwells in light

Appears in 154 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Jehovah reigns: he dwells in light, Girded with majesty and might: The world, created by his hands, Still on its first foundation stands. 2 But e'er this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundation laid, Thy throne eternal ages stood, Thyself the ever-living God. 3 Like floods the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies; Vain floods, that aim their rage so high! At thy rebuke the billows die. 4 For ever shall thy throne endure; Thy promise stands for ever sure; And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. Scripture: Psalm 93

The Lord of glory reigns, he riegns on high

Appears in 41 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high; His robes of state are strength and majesty: This wide creation rose at his command: Built by his word, and 'stablished by his hand: Long stood his throne e'er he began creation, And his own Godhead is the firm foundation. 2 God is th' eternal King: thy foes in vain Raise their rebellions to confound thy reign: In vain the storms, in vain the floods arise, And roar and toss their waves against the skies: Foaming at heav'n, they rage with wild commotion, But heav'n's high arches scorn the swelling ocean. 3 Ye tempests, rage no more; ye floods be still; And the mad world submissive to his will: Built on his truth his church must ever stand: Firm are his promises, and strong his hand: See his own sons, when they appear before him, Bow at his footstool, and with fear adore him. Scripture: Psalm 93

The Lord Jehovah reigns

Appears in 163 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The Lord Jehovah reigns, And royal state maintains, His head with awful glories crown'd: Array'd in robes of light, Begirt with sov'reign might, And rays of majesty around. 2 Upheld by thy commands The world securely stands; And skies and stars obey thy word; Thy throne was fix'd on high Before the starry sky; Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord. 3 In vain the noisy crowd, Like billows fierce and loud, Against thine empire rage and roar: In vain, with angry spite, The surly nations fight, And dash like waves against the shore. 4 Let floods and nations rage, And all their pow'rs engage; Let swelling tides assault the sky; The terrors of thy frown Shall beat their madness down; Thy throne for ever stands on high. 5 Thy promises are true, Thy grace is ever new: There fix'd, thy church shall never move: Thy saints, with holy fear, Shall in thy courts appear, And sing thine everlasting love. Scripture: Psalm 93

O God, to whom revenge belongs

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 30 hymnals Lyrics: 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 scourges 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. Scripture: Psalm 94:1-2

Who will arise and plead my right

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 36 hymnals Lyrics: 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. 2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help, Sustain'd my fainting head, My life had now in silence dwelt, My soul amongst the dead. 3 'Alas! my sliding feet,' I cry'd; 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. Scripture: Psalm 94:16-23

Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 144 hymnals Lyrics: 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 honor 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. 4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep, Lies in his spacious hand; He fix'd the seas what bounds to keep, And where the hills must stand. 5 Come, and with humble souls adore; Come, kneel before his face; O may the creatures of his pow'r Be children of his grace! 6 Now is the time: he bends his ear, And waits for your request: Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear, 'Ye shall not see my rest.' Scripture: Psalm 95