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[1]The Psalmist praying God to judge his cause, and restore him to his temple, promiseth to serve him joyfully there: [5]he encourageth his soul to trust in God.

1. Judge me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation: O deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man.

2. For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

3. O send out thy light and thy truth: let them lead me; let them bring me unto thy holy hill, and to thy tabernacles.

4. Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy: yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God.

5. Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.



Metrical version

Psalm 43

C.M. Belmont

Judge me, O God, and plead my cause
against th' ungodly nation;
From the unjust and crafty man,
O be thou my salvation.

For thou the God art of my strength;
why thrusts thou me thee fro'?
For th' enemy's oppression
why do I mourning go?

O send thy light forth and thy truth;
let them be guides to me,
And bring me to thine holy hill,
ev'n where thy dwellings be.

Then will I to God's altar go,
to God my chiefest joy:
Yea, God, my God, thy name to praise
my harp I will employ.

Why art thou then cast down, my soul?
what should discourage thee?
And why with vexing thoughts art thou
disquieted in me?

Still trust in God; for him to praise
good cause I yet shall have:
He of my count'nance is the health,
my God that doth me save.
This psalm was probably composed on the same occasion as the former; and contains, (1.) David's strong cries to his God, for help against, and deliverance from, his ungodly, unjust, and crafty oppressors, ver. 1-2. (2.) His earnest longings to be restored to the enjoyment of his God in his public ordinances, ver. 3-4. (3.) His inward disquiets composed by believing claims, of God as his God, and firm dependence on his promises, ver. 5.


While I sing, let my soul be deeply affected with the injuries I daily receive from Satan and my own lusts. Let my heart and flesh cry out for God, the living God, as my God, and mine exceeding joy. And let me still all the tumults of my heart with this - That he is my God and my all; my God that doth me save.