Psalm 26

Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways,

And try my reins, and try my heart;

My faith upon thy promise stays,

Nor from thy law my feet depart.

I hate to walk, I hate to sit,

With men of vanity and lies;

The scoffer and the hypocrite

Are the abhorrence of mine eyes.

Amongst thy saints will I appear,

With hands well wash'd in innocence;

But when I stand before thy bar,

The blood of Christ is my defence.

I love thy habitation, Lord,

The temple where thine honours dwell;

There shall I hear thine holy word,

And there thy works of wonder tell.

Let not my soul be join'd at last

With men of treachery and blood,

Since I my days on earth have past

Among the saints, and near my God.