Richard St. Clair: Psalm 143 for Chorus

Friends, here is my music to Psalm 143. Enjoy!
Psalm 143
Psalm 143
1. My righteous Judge, my gracious God,Hear when I spread my hands abroadAnd cry for succour from thy throne,O make thy truth and mercy known.Let judgment not against me pass;Behold thy servant pleads thy grace:Should justice call us to thy bar,No man alive is guiltless there.
Look down in pity, Lord, and seeThe mighty woes that burden me;Down to the dust my life is brought,Like one long bury'd and forgot.I dwell in darkness and unseen,My heart is desolate within;My thoughts in musing silence traceThe ancient wonders of thy grace.
2. Thence I derive a glimpse of hopeTo bear my sinking spirits up;I stretch my hands to God again,And thirst like parched lands for rain.For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn;When will thy smiling face return?Shall all my joys on earth remove?And God for ever hide his love?
My God, thy long delay to saveWill sink thy prisoner to the grave;My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye;Make haste to help before I die.The night is witness to my tears,Distressing pains, distressing fears;O might I hear thy morning voice,How would my weary'd powers rejoice!
3. In thee I trust, to thee I sigh,And lift my heavy soul on high,For thee sit waiting all the day,And wear the tiresome hours away.Break off my fetters, Lord, and showWhich is the path my feet should go;If snares and foes beset the road,I flee to hide me near my God.
Teach me to do thy holy will,And lead me to thy heavenly hill;Let the good Spirit of thy loveConduct me to thy courts above.Then shall my soul no more complain,The tempter then shall rage in vain;And flesh that was my foe before,Shall never vex my spirit more.
-Isaac Watts, translator
Blessings,
Richard St. Clair, Composer