CI.
1
Mercy and Judgment I will sing,
I'le sing, O Lord, to thee;
2
And in a perfyte way will keep
The path of prudencie.
Thy presence when shall I enjoy?
I'le walk wt vpright hart.
3
Within myne house all wickednes
Shall from my presence part.
I hate ther work who turne aside,
To me it shall not cleave.
4
The part perversely that disposd
Is, may at me tak leave.
5
I'le know no wicked persoun, such
As privily employ
Their tongs, ther nighbours to traduce,
I'le vtterly destroy.
A proud high look, a haughty hart
Who haue, such I depise.
6
On them who faithfull in the land
Ar found, I'le sett myne eyes,
That they wt me may duell; the man
Who keips ane vpright way,
Is he whom for a servant chuise
I will, with me to stay.
7
No residence within myne house
For such as work deceat;
Not one establisht in my sight
Shall stand, who lyes relate.
8
Betimes the leude ones of the land
Shall be cutt off by me;
That of all wicked workers thus,
God's citty purg'd may bee.