Psalm 101
Words: Brady and Tate, A New Version of the Psalms of David
1 Of mercy's never-failing spring,
and steadfast judgement I will sing;
And since they both to thee belong,
to thee, O Lord, address my song.
2 When, Lord, thou shalt with me reside,
wise discipline my reign shall guide.
With blameless life myself I'll make
a pattern for my court to take.
3 No ill design will I pursue,
nor those my fav'rites make that do.
4 Who to reproof bears no regard,
him will I totally discard.
5 The private slanderer shall be
in public justice doomed by me.
From haughty looks I'll turn aside,
and mortify the heart of pride.
6 But honesty, called from her cell,
in splendor at my court shall dwell,
Who virtue's practice make their care,
shall have the first preferments there.
7 No politics shall recommend
his country's foe to be my friend:
None e'er shall to my favor rise
by flatt'ring or malicious lies.
8 All those who wicked courses take
an early sacrifice I'll make;
Cur off, destroy, till none remain
God's holy city to profane.
