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.