To saints on earth, to th' excellent, where my delight's all plac'd.
I am companion to all those who fear, and thee obey.
Dear in God's sight is his saints' death.
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.
O ye that are his holy ones, sing praise unto the Lord; And give unto him thanks, when ye his holiness record.
Now, for my friends' and brethren's sakes, Peace be in thee, I'll say.