Religion

Lord, Thou know'st my uprightness

by Charles Wesley 1707–1788

From Versions and Paraphrases of Select Psalms · Osborn ed., vol. 8 (1870)

Religion

Lord, Thou know'st my uprightness;
I to all have justly done;
Suffer not ray foes to' oppress
One that hurts and injures none.
Answer for Thy servant, Thou;
Let not haughty men devour;
Save mine innocency now;
Snatch me from the' oppressor's power.

Fail mine eyes with looking up
Thy salvation here to see;
Still I for the promise hope d
All the promise is for me.
With Thy meanest servant, Lord,
Deal according to Thy grace;
O fulfil Thy faithful word,
Teach me all Thy righteous ways!

Only Thee I serve below;
Grant me wisdom from above.
That I may Thy statutes know.
Know Thee by obedient love.
Lord, 'tis time to' apply Thy hand:
Sinners cry, " It cannot be;
God who gave the vain command.
Cannot keep it all in me."

Therefore will I love Thee more;
All Thy dear commandments prize,
An inestimable store.
Good they are, and right, and wise;
Practicable all through Thee,
I shall find the i)erfect power;
See them all fulfiU'd in me.
Live renew'd, and sin no more.

MLA

Wesley, Charles. “Lord, Thou know'st my uprightness.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/2183/.

Chicago

Wesley, Charles. “Lord, Thou know'st my uprightness.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/2183/.

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