In whose eyes vile men are despis'd; but those that God do fear He honoureth; and changeth not, though to his hurt he swear.
Upon the faithful of the land mine eyes shall be, that they May dwell with me: he shall me serve that walks in perfect way.
A stubborn and a froward heart depart quite from me shall; A person giv'n to wickedness I will not know at all.
I am companion to all those who fear, and thee obey.
To saints on earth, to th' excellent, where my delight's all plac'd.