O judge me, Lord, for thou art just; Thy statutes are my pride;In thee alone I put my trust; I therefore shall not slide:O prove me, try my reins and heart; Thy mercies, Lord, I know;I never took the scorner's part, Nor with the vain will go.
Of sinners I detest the bands, Nor with them will offend;In innocence will wash my hands, And at thine altar bend;There, with thanksgiving's grateful voice, Thy wondrous works will tell;I love the mansions of thy choice, And where thine honors dwell.
