Bless'd is the man whom thou dost chuse, and mak'st approach to thee, That he within thy courts, O Lord, may still a dweller be: We surely shall be satisfy'd with thy abundant grace, And with the goodness of thy house, ev'n of thy holy place.
Like sheep they in the grave are laid, and death shall them devour; And in the morning upright men shall over them have pow'r: Their beauty from their dwelling shall consume within the grave.