By A Collection of Hymns

      8s & 7s. Psalm xci.
      1 CALL Jehovah thy salvation,
      Rest beneath the Almighty's shade;
      In his secret habitation
      Dwell, nor ever be dismayed;
      There no tumult can alarm thee,
      Thou shalt dread no hidden snare;
      Guile nor violence can harm thee,
      In eternal safety there.

      2 From the sword at noon-day wasting,
      From the noisome pestilence,
      In the depth of midnight blasting,
      God shall be thy sure defence;
      Fear thou not the deadly quiver,
      When a thousand feel the blow;
      Mercy shall thy soul deliver
      Though ten thousand be laid low.

      3 Since, with pure and firm affection,
      Thou on God hast set thy love,
      With the wings of his protection,
      He will shield thee from above:
      Thou shalt call on him in trouble,
      He will hearken, he will save;
      Here for grief reward thee double,
      Crown with life beyond the grave.