Judge me, O Lord—I walk in grace, My feet have held Your narrow way. Examine me, refine my heart, For all my days Your truth display. I shun the false, I turn from lies, I will not sit with wicked hands. I wash my palms in innocence, Then praise You where Your altar stands. Your house, O Lord, my heart adores, The place Your glory dwells in light. Oh, sweep me not with souls undone— My soul delights in what is right. My life is planted on Your love, I walk unwavering, restored. Redeem me, Lord! Be merciful— My feet still dance on level ground.
