Psalm 43
Words: The Psalter of the United Presbyterian Church of North America, 1887 ed.
(8,7)
1 Righteous Judge, from foes defend me,
Who combined false charges lay;
From thy arm deliverance send me,
And my treacherous foes dismay.
2 God my rock, my strength sustaining,
Why cast off my soul distressed ?
Why am I in grief complaining,
By the power of foes oppressed
3 Now thy light and truth forth sending,
Let them lead and guide me still,
Guide me to thy house ascending,
Lead me to thy holy hill.
4 There thine altar, Lord, surrounding,
God, my God, my boundless joy,
Harp and voice aloud resounding,
Praise shall all my powers employ.
5 Why my soul cast down and grieving?
Why within me such distress
Hope in God, his help receiving,
God my life I yet shall bless.