Psalm 101

Of Justice I and Mercy sing,
Which, Lord, from thee, their Fountain spring;
The Graces that adorn a King.

Grave Wisdome shall my steps direct,
No Vice my heart nor Roofe infect.
When wilt thou visit thine Elect!

No pleasure shall mine eyes misguide:
Who from the Tract of Vertue slide,
Just Hate shall from my Soul divide.

Who mischief in their Hearts contrive,
Delight in Wrong, in Factions strive,
I from my peacefull Court will drive.

Who hath his Friend with Slander strook,
I will cut off; nor ever brook
A proud Heart, and a haughty Look.

Mine Eyes the Faithfull shall observe;
Those in my Family shall serve,
Who never from pure Vertue swerve,

But who are exercis'd in Guile,
Whose Tongues malicious Lies defile,
I from my Presence will exile.
And all the Wicked in the Land
Will cut off with a timely Hand;
Nor shall they in Gods Citie stand.