A good man's footsteps by the Lord are ordered aright; And in the way wherein he walks he greatly doth delight.
O let my footsteps in thy word aright still order'd be: Let no iniquity obtain dominion over me.
He took me from a fearful pit, and from the miry clay, And on a rock he set my feet, establishing my way.
Henceforth thy going out and in God keep for ever will.
Justice, to set us in his steps, shall go before his face.
Thy foot he'll not let slide, nor will he slumber that thee keeps.
Hold up my goings, Lord, me guide in those thy paths divine, So that my footsteps may not slide out of those ways of thine.
O that thy statutes to observe thou would'st my ways direct!
He put a new song in my mouth, our God to magnify: Many shall see it, and shall fear, and on the Lord rely.