Psalm 4 (Version 1)

O God of grace and righteousness,

Hear and attend when I complain;

Thou hast enlarg'd me in distress,

Bow down a gracious ear again.

Ye sons of men, in vain ye try

To turn my glory into shame;

How long will scoffers love to lie,

And dare reproach my Saviour's name!

Know that the Lord divides his saints

From all the tribes of men beside;

He hears the cry of penitents

For the dear sake of Christ that dy'd.

When our obedient hands have done

A thousand works of righteousness,

We put our trust in God alone,

And glory in his pardoning grace.

Let the unthinking many say,

"Who will bestow some earthly good?"

But, Lord, thy light and love we pray,

Our souls desire this heavenly food.

Then shall my cheerful powers rejoice

At grace and favour so divine;

Nor will I change my happy choice

For all their corn and all their wine.