Judge me, God of my
salvation,
Plead my cause, for Thee I
trust;
Hear my earnest
supplication,
Save me from my foes
unjust;
O my soul, why art thou
grieving?
What disquiets and
dismays?
Hope in God; His help
receiving,
I shall yet my Savior
praise.
For my Strength,
my God, Thou art:
Why am I cast off by Thee
In the sorrow of my heart,
While the foe oppresses
me?
Light and truth, my way
attending,
Send Thou forth to be my
guide,
Till Thy holy mount
ascending,
I within Thy house abide.
At Thy sacred altar
bending,
God, my God, my boundless
joy,
Harp and voice, in worship
blending,
For Thy praise will I
employ.
O my soul, why art thou
grieving?
What disquiets and
dismays?
Hope in God; His help
receiving,
I shall yet my Savior
praise.
