Бёрд Уильям - O Lord, who in thy sacred tent - текст песни (слова)

O Lord who in thy sacred tent,
 and holy hill shall dwell:
 Even he that both in heart and mind,
 doth studie to doe well.
 In life upright, in dealing just,
 and he that from his heart
 The truth doth speak with singlenes,
 all falsehood set apart.
 With tongue besids that hurts no man,
 by false and ill report:
 Nor friend nor neighbour harme will doe,
 where ever hee resort.
 That hates the bad, and loves the good,
 and faith that never breakes:
 But keeps alwaies though to his losse,
 the woord that ones he speakes.
 Nor filthie gaine by love that seekes,
 nor wealth so to possess:
 Nor that for bribes, the guiltles soule,
 doth labour to oppresse.
 Like as a mount so shall he stand,
 nothing shall him remove:
 That thus shall doe, the Lord hath said
 No man can it disprove.
 (Anonymous metrical version of Psalm 15)