Righteous Judge, from foes defend me, Who deceitful charges lay; God, my strength, my soul deliver, And my treach'rous foes dismay; O send out Thy light and truth, Let them lead and guide me still; Let them bring me to Thy dwelling, Lead me to Thy holy hill. Then will I come to Thine altar, God of my exceeding joy; And with lyre will I sing praises; Unto God, my God I'll sing! Why art thou, my soul, cast down, Why art thou disquieted? I shall yet have hope and praise Him; Unto God shall I give praise!
