Psalm 101

Words: Isaac Watts

Also on this page, a Common Metre version.

Long Metre

"The magistrate's Psalm"

   1  Mercy and judgment are my song;
      And since they both to thee belong,
      My gracious God, my righteous King,
      To thee my songs and vows I bring.
   2  If I am raised to bear the sword,
      I'll take my counsels from thy word;
      Thy justice and thy heav'nly grace
      Shall be the pattern of my ways.
   3  Let wisdom all my actions guide,
      And let my God with me reside;
      No wicked thing shall dwell with me
      Which may provoke thy jealousy.
   4  No sons of slander, rage, and strife
      Shall be companions of my life;
      The haughty look, the heart of pride,
      Within my doors shall ne'er abide.
   5  I'll search the land, and raise the just
      to posts of honor, wealth, and trust.
      The men that work thy holy will
      Shall be my friends and fav'rites still.
   6  In vain shall sinners hope to rise
      By flatt'ring or malicious lies;
      And while the innocent I guard,
      The bold offender sha'n't be spared.
   7  The impious crew, that factious band,
      Shall hide their heads, or quite the land;
      And all that break the public rest,
      Where I have power, shall be suppressed.

Common Metre

"A Psalm for a master of a family."

   1  Of justice and of grace I sing,
         And pay my God my vows;
      Thy grace and justice, Heav'nly King,
         Teach me to rule my house.
   2  Now to my tent, O God, repair,
         And make thy servant wise;
      I'll suffer nothing near me there
         That shall offend thine eyes.
   3  The man that doth his neighbor wrong
         By falsehood or by force,
      The scornful eye, the sland'rous tongue
         I'll thrust them from my doors.
   4  I'll seek the faithful and the just,
         and will their help enjoy;
      These are the friends that I shall trust,
         the servants I'll employ.
   5  The wretch that deals in sly deceit
         I'll not endure a night;
      The liar's tongue I ever hate,
         And banish from my sight.
   6  I'll purge my family around,
         And make the wicked flee;
      So shall my house be ever found
         A dwelling fit for thee.

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