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22. The Rights of Justice hear O Lord

1. The Rights of Justice hear, O Lord,
Attend unto my Cry;
A gracious Ear my Pray'r afford,
From Lips which do not lie.
2. O let my Sentence from thy Face
Impartially proceed;
The Rights, and Justice, of my Case,
Let thine Eyes closely heed.

3. My Heart, and Reins, thou Lord hast try'd.
In the still Night's Recess;
And nothing found; I fix'd abide
My Mouth shall not transgress.
4. However wicked Men decoy,
Yet, taught by thy pure Word,
The Paths of them that would destroy,
I ever have abhor'd.

5. Thro' all my Walk uphold thou me.
In thy most righteous Way;
So shall my Steps unmoved be,
And from thy Paths ne'er stray.
6. On Thee I call, for thou wilt hear;
O God, I Thee beseech.
To my Request incline thy Ear,
And hear my humble Speech.

Second Part

7. O thou, who sav'st, with thy Right-hand,
Who Trust in Thee repose,
From all that up against them stand;
Thy wondrous Love disclose.
8. Keep, as the Apple of the Eye;
Hide me beneath thy Wing:
9. From raging Foes, who round me ly,
And me to Death would bring.

10. Enclos'd in Fat, they proudly boast.
What Malice doth devife.
11. They now surround me with their Host,
And couch with watchful Eyes;
12. As hungry Lyons raging fret,
When greedy for their Prey;
Or a young Lyon lurking sets,
In some close covert Way.

13. Arise, his secret Plots controul,
And cast him down, O Lord;
At liberty, O, set my Soul,
From wicked Men, thy Sword.
14. From mortal Man, thy Hand, O Lord,
From worldly Men me save;
Who in this present Life, and World,
Their fading Portion have

With thy hid Treasures, thou dost fill,
Their Bellies: and their Race,
Num'rous and pamper'd, Heir by Will
The Bulk of their Encrease.
15. But as for me, in Righteousness,
Thy smiling Face I'll see;
And waking, with thine Image blest.
Shall satisfied be.

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First Line: The Rights of Justice hear O Lord
Language: English
Publication Date: 1752
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