O Lord, that art my righteous judge,
To my complaint give ear;
Thou still redeem’st me from distress;
Have mercy, Lord, and hear.
How long will ye, O sons of men,
To blot my fame devise?
How long your vain designs pursue,
And spread malicious lies?
Consider that the righteous man
Is God’s peculiar choice;
And when to Him I make my prayer,
He always hears my voice.
Then stand in awe of His commands,
Flee every thing that’s ill;
Commune in private with your hearts,
And bind them to His will.
The place of other sacrifice
Let righteousness supply;
And let your hope, securely fixed,
On God alone rely.
While worldly minds impatient grow
More prosperous times to see,
Oh! let the glories of Thy face
Shine brighter, Lord, on me!
So shall my heart o’erflow with joy
More lasting and more true
Than theirs, possessed of all that they
So eagerly pursue.
Then down in peace I’ll lay my head,
And take my needful rest:
No other guard, O Lord, I crave,
Of Thy defense possessed.
Lord of my life, my hopes, my joys,
My never failing friend,
Thou hast been all my help till now,
Oh! help me to the end!