069) Psalm 43
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1 Just Judge of heav’n, against my foes do thou assert my injured right;
O set me free, my God, from those that in deceit and wrong delight.
2 Since thou art still my only stay, why leav’st thou me in deep distress?
Why go I mourning all the day whilst me insulting foes oppress?
3 Let me with light and truth be blest, be these my guides, and lead the way Till on thy holy hill I rest, and in thy sacred temple pray.
4 Then will I there fresh altars raise to God, who is my only joy; And well tuned harps, with songs of praise, shall all my grateful hours employ.
5 Why then cast down, my soul? And why so much oppressed with anxious care? On God, thy God, for aid rely, who will thy ruined state repair.
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