2 Then will I say, “My God, thy power
“Shall be my fortress and my tower;
“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 an healthful shade.

6 If vapours with malignant breath Rise thick and scatter midnight death, Israel is safe; the poison’d air Grows pure if Israel’s God be there.

Pause.

7 What though 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.

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

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 power shall help them when they fall,
“And raise them when they die.

8 “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.”

Psalm 92:1.  First Part. 
A psalm for the Lord’s day.

1 Sweet is the work, my God my King, To praise thy Name, give thanks and sing, To shew thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night.