O Thou whose justice reigns on high

Verse 1

O Thou whose justice reigns on high, And makes the oppressor cease, Behold how envious sinners try To vex and break my peace.

Verse 2

The sons of violence and lies Join to devour me, Lord; But as my hourly dangers rise, My refuge is thy word.

Verse 3

In God most holy, just, and true, I have repos'd my trust; Nor will I fear what flesh can do, The offspring of the dust.

Verse 4

They wrest my words to mischief still, Charge me with unknown faults; For mischiefs all their counsels fill, And malice all their thoughts.

Verse 5

Shall they 'scape without thy frown? Must their devices stand? Oh cast the haughty sinner down, And let him know thy hand!

Verse 6

God counts the sorrows of his saints, Their groans affect his ears; Thy mercy counts my just complaints, And numbers all my tears.

Verse 7

When to thy throne I raise my cry, The wicked fear and flee; So swift is pray'r to reach the sky, So near is God to me.

Verse 8

In thee, most holy, just and true, I have repos'd my trust; Nor will I fear what man can do, The offspring of the dust.

Verse 9

Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, Thou shalt receive my praise; I’ll sing, How faithful is thy word! How righteous all thy ways!

Verse 10

Thou hast secur'd my soul from death, O set thy pris'ner free, That heart and hand, and life and breath May be employ'd for thee.