Lord, I Esteem Thy Judgments Right

Lord

I es­teem Thy judg­ments right

And all Thy sta­tutes just;

Thence I main­tain a con­stant fight

With ev­ery flat­ter­ing lust.

Thy pre­cepts oft­en I sur­vey;

I keep Thy law in sight

Through all the bu­si­ness of the day

To form my act­ions right.

My heart in mid­night si­lence cries

How sweet Thy com­forts be!

My thoughts in ho­ly won­der rise

And bring their thanks to Thee.

And when my spir­it drinks her fill

At some good word of Thine

Not migh­ty men that share the spoil

Have joys com­pared to mine.