Judge me, O God, and plead my cause

Verse 1

Judge me, O God, and plead my cause against th’ ungodly nation; From the unjust and crafty man, O be thou my salvation.

Verse 2

For thou the God art of my strength; why thrusts thou me thee fro’? For th’ enemy’s oppression why do I mourning go?

Verse 3

O send thy light forth and thy truth; let them be guides to me, And bring me to thine holy hill, ev’n where thy dwellings be.

Verse 4

Then will I to God’s altar go, to God my chiefest joy: Yea, God, my God, thy name to praise my harp I will employ.

Verse 5

Why art thou then cast down, my soul? what should discourage thee? And why with vexing thoughts art thou disquieted in me? Still trust in God; for him to praise good cause I yet shall have: He of my count’nance is the health, my God that doth me save.