1 If kindness and justice I sing, making melody to you, Lord.2 I would look to the way that is blameless, and make it my own. Within my own house I would walk with an innocent heart.3 I would never direct my eyes to a thing that is base. The impulse to stray I abhor it shall not cling to me.4 Far from me be perverseness of heart, or kinship with evil.5 Who slanders their neighbour in secret, I bring them to silence: haughty looks and proud hearts I will not abide.6 I will favour the true in the land, they shall live in my court. Those who walk in a way that is blameless will be my attendant.7 No one will live in my house who practises guile. No one that speaks a lie will abide in my presence.8 Morn by morn I will wholly wipe out all the bad in the land, and cut off from the Lord’s own city all workers of evil.