004) Psalm 4
8.6.8.6.
1 O Lord, that art my righteous Judge, to my complaint give ear:
Thou still redeem’st me from distress; have mercy, Lord, and hear.
2 How long will ye, O sons of men, to blot my fame devise?
How long your vain designs pursue, and spread malicious lies?
3 Consider, that the righteous man is God’s peculiar choice; And when to him I make my pray’r, he always hears my voice.
4 Then stand in awe of his commands, flee ev’ry thing that’s ill;
Commune in private with your hearts, and bend them to his will.
5 The place of other sacrifice let righteousness supply; And let your hope, securely fixed, on God alone rely.
6 While worldly minds impatient grow more prosp’rous times to see, Still let the glories of thy face shine brightly, Lord, on me.
7 So shall my heart o’erflow with joy, more lasting and more true, Than theirs who stores of corn and wine successively renew.
8 Then down in peace I’ll lay my head, and take my needful rest; No other guard, O Lord, I crave, of thy defense possessed.
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