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Now, ye that sit on earthly thrones, Be wise, and serve the Lord, the Lamb; at his feet submit your crowns, Rejoice and tremble at his name.

With humble love address the Son, Lest he grow angry and ye die; His wrath will burn to worlds unknown If ye provoke his jealousy.

His storms shall drive you quick to hell: He is a God, and ye but dust: Happy the souls that know him well, And make his grace their only trust.

Psalm 3:1. C. M. Doubts and fears supprest; or, God our defence from sin and Satan.

My God, how many are my fears! How fast my foes increase! Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace.

The lying tempter would persuade There's no relief in heaven; And all my swelling sins appear Too big to be forgiven.

But thou, my glory and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, And raise my drooping head.

[I cry'd, and from his holy hill He bow'd a listening ear, I call'd my Father, and my God, And he subdu'd my fear.

He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes; I woke, and wonder'd at the grace That guarded my repose.]

What though the hosts of death and hell All arm'd against me stood, Terrors no more shall shake my soul, My refuge is my God.

Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace, While I thy glory sing: My God has broke the serpent's teeth, And death has lost his sting.

Salvation to the Lord belongs, His arm alone can save; Blessings attend thy people here, And reach beyond the grave.

Psalm 3:2. 1 2 3 4 5 8. L. M. A morning Psalm.

O Lord, how many are my foes, In this weak state of flesh and blood! My peace they daily discompose, But my defence and hope is God.

Tir'd with the burdens of the day, To thee I rais'd an evening cry; Thou heardst when I began to pray, And thine almighty help was nigh.

Supported by thine heavenly aid, I laid me down and slept secure; Not death should make my heart afraid, Tho' I should wake and rise no more.

But God sustain'd me all the night; Salvation doth to God belong; He rais'd my head to see the light, And make his praise my morning song.

Psalm 4:1. 1 2 3 5 6 7. L. M. Hearing prayer; or, God our portion, and Christ our hope.

O God of grace and righteousness, Hear and attend when I complain; Thou hast enlarg'd me in distress, Bow down a gracious ear again.

Ye sons of men, in vain ye try To turn my glory into shame; How long will scoffers love to lie, And dare reproach my Saviour's name!

Know that the Lord divides his saints From all the tribes of men beside; He hears the cry of penitents For the dear sake of Christ that dy'd.

When our obedient hands have done A thousand works of righteousness, We put our trust in God alone, And glory in his pardoning grace.

Let the unthinking many say, "Who will bestow some earthly good?" But, Lord, thy light and love we pray, Our souls desire this heavenly food.

Then shall my cheerful powers rejoice At grace and favour so divine; Nor will I change my happy choice For all their corn and all their wine.

Psalm 4:2. 3 4 5 8. C. M. An evening Psalm.

Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray I am for ever thine: I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin.

And while I rest my weary head From cares and business free, 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed With my own heart and thee.

I pay this evening sacrifice; And when my work is done, Great God, my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone.

Thus with my thoughts compos'd to peace I'll give mine eyes to sleep; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep.

Psalm 5. For the Lord's day morning.

Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high; To thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye;

Up to the hills where Christ is gone To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and our complaints.

Thou art a God before whose sight The wicked shall not stand; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand.

But to thy house will I resort, To taste thy mercies there; I will frequent thine holy court, And worship in thy fear.

O may thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness! Make every path of duty straight And plain before my face.