Psalm 91:2 Second Part [Ye Sons Of Men, A Feeble Race]

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Title:     Psalm 91:2 Second Part [Ye Sons Of Men, A Feeble Race]
Author: Isaac Watts [More Titles by Watts]

Psalm 91:2. 1-16. Second Part
Protection from death, guard of
angels, victory and deliverance.

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.

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.

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.

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?

Adders and lions ye shall tread;
The tempter's wiles defeat;
He that hath broke the serpent's head
Puts him beneath your feet.

"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.

"My grace shall answer when they call;
"In trouble I'll be nigh;
"My power shall help them when they fall,
"And raise them when they die.

"Those that on earth my Name have known,
"I'll honour them in heaven;
"There my salvation shall be shown,
"And endless life be given."

[The end]
Isaac Watts's poem: Psalm 91:2 Second Part [Ye Sons Of Men, A Feeble Race]

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