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!