My heart unto thy testimonies, and not to greed, incline.
Create a clean heart, Lord, renew a right sp'rit me within.
The wicked of his heart's desire doth talk with boasting great; He blesseth him that's covetous, whom yet the Lord doth hate.
My heart incline thou not unto the ills I should abhor, To practise wicked works with men that work iniquity; And with their delicates my taste let me not satisfy.