Judge me, O Lord, for I have walk'd
in mine integrity:
I trusted also in the Lord;
slide therefore shall not I.

Examine me, and do me prove;
try heart and reins, O God:
For thy love is before mine eyes,
thy truth's paths I have trode.

With persons vain I have not sat,
nor with dissemblers gone:
Th' assembly of ill men I hate;
to sit with such I shun.

Mine hands in innocence, O Lord,
I'll wash and purify;
So to thine holy altar go,
and compass it will I:

That I, with voice of thanksgiving,
may publish and declare,
And tell of all thy mighty works,
that great and wondrous are.

The habitation of thy house,
Lord, I have loved well;
Yea, in that place I do delight
where doth thine honour dwell.

With sinners gather not my soul,
and such as blood would spill:
Whose hands mischievous plots, right hand
corrupting bribes do fill.

But as for me, I will walk on
in mine integrity:
Do thou redeem me, and, O Lord,
be merciful to me.

My foot upon an even place
doth stand with stedfastness:
Within the congregations
th' Eternal I will bless.