Psalm IV

Verse 1

O Lord, my strength, my righteousness Attend my humble pray'r; Oft thou hast heard me in distress, Renew thy ancient care.

Verse 2

How long shall scoffers turn with lies My glory into shame? Ah cease these envious vanities, Nor wound my injur'd name.

Verse 3

For know, the man of upright heart, As his peculiar care, The Lord himself has set apart, And when I call will hear.

Verse 4

With trembling awe your heart survey, And ev'ry sin repent; Let true contrition close the day, And future guilt prevent.

Verse 5

The sacrifice the Lord will own, If thus you seek his face, Thus humbly bow before his throne, And trust his pard'ning grace.

Verse 6

Vain is the toilsome search of good In all things here below; Thy smile alone, my gracious God, Can real bliss bestow.

Verse 7

Thy smile, whence all my comfort springs, With gladness fills my heart; No joy increasing affluence brings, Such pleasures can impart.

Verse 8

My days by thy kind presence blest, From thee my safety flows; Thy favour guards my nightly rest, And gives me sweet repose.