1 Lord be my Judge, and thou shalt see,
my paths be right and plaine:
I trust in God, and hope that he
will strength me to remaine.
2 Prove me my God, I thee desire,
my waies to search and trie:
As men do prove their gold with fire,
my reines and heart espie.
3 Thy goodnesse laid before my face,
I durst behold alwaies:
For of thy truth i tread the trace,
and will do all my daie.
4 I do not lust to haunt or use,
with men whose deeds are vaine:
To come in house I do refuse,
with the deceitful traine.
5 I much abhorre the wicked sort,
their deeds I do despise:
I do not once to them resort,
that hurtfull things devise.
6 My hands I wash and do proceed,
in works to walk upright,
Then to thine altar I make speed,
to offer there in sight.
7 That I may speak and preach the praise
that doth belong to thee:
And so declare how wondrous waies
thou hast been good to me.
8 O God thy house I love most deare,
to me it doth excell:
I have delight, and would be neare
whereas thy grace doth dwell.
9 O shut not up my soule with them
in sin that take their fill:
Nor yet my life among those men
that seek much blood to spill.
10 Whose hands are heapt with craft and guile,
their lives thereof are full
And their right hand with wrench & wile
for bribes doth pluck and pull.
11 But I in righteousness intend
my time and daies to serve:
Have mercy Lord, and me defend,
so that I do not swerve.
12 My foot is staid for all assaies,
it standeth well and right:
Therefore to God will I give praise
in all the peoples sight.