1 Mercy and judgement are my song,
And since they both to thee belong,
My gracious God, my righteous King,
To thee my songs and vows I bring.
2 If I am rais'd to bear the sword,
I’ll take my counsel from thy word,
Thy justice and thy heavenly grace,
Shall be the pattern of my ways.
3 Let wisdom all my actions guide,
And let my God with me reside;
No wicked thing shall dwell with me,
Which may provoke thy jealousy.
4 No sons of slander, rage and strife
Shall be companions of my life;
The haughty look, the heart of pride
Within my doors shall ne’er abide.
5 [I’ll search the land and raise the just
To posts of honour, wealth and trust;
The men that work thy holy will
Shall be my friends and favourite still.]
6 In vain shall sinners hope to rise
By flattering or malicious lies:
Nor, while the innocent I guard,
The bold offenders e'er be spar'd.
7 The impious crew (that factious band)
Shall hide their heads, or quit the land;
And all that break the public rest,
Where I have pow'r, shall be supprest.
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First Line: | Mercy and judgement are my song |
Title: | The Magistrate's Psalm |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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Topic: | Afflicted: their prayer; Family: government; Magistrates: qualifications(3 more...) |