Psalm 101 (Version 2)

Of justice and of grace I sing,

And pay my God my vows;

Thy grace and justice, heavenly King,

Teach me to rule my house.

Now to my tent, O God, repair,

And make thy servant wise;

I'll suffer nothing near me there

That shall offend thine eyes.

The man that doth his neighbour wrong,

By falsehood or by force;

The scornful eye, the slanderous tongue,

I'll thrust them from my doors.

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.

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.

I'll purge my family around,

And make the wicked flee;

So shall my house be ever found

A dwelling fit for thee.