Domine, quis habitabit?
Lord, who shall dwell in thy tabernacle *
or who shall rest upon thy holy hill?
Even he that leadeth an uncorrupt life *
and doeth the thing which is right, and speaketh the truth from his heart.
He that hath used no deceit in his tongue, nor done evil to his neighbour *
and hath not slandered his neighbour.
He that setteth not by himself, but is lowly in his own eyes *
and maketh much of them that fear the Lord.
He that sweareth unto his neighbour, and disappointeth him not *
though it were to his own hindrance.
He that hath not given his money upon usury *
nor taken reward against the innocent.
Whoso doeth these things *
shall never fall.
Conserva me, Domine
Preserve me, O God *
for in thee have I put my trust.
O my soul, thou hast said unto the Lord *
Thou art my God, my goods are nothing unto thee.
All my delight is upon the saints, that are in the earth *
and upon such as excel in virtue.
But they that run after another god *
shall have great trouble.
Their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer *
neither make mention of their names within my lips.
The Lord himself is the portion of mine inheritance, and of my cup *
thou shalt maintain my lot.
The lot is fallen unto me in a fair ground *
yea, I have a goodly heritage.
I will thank the Lord for giving me warning *
my reins also chasten me in the night-season.
I have set God always before me *
for he is on my right hand, therefore I shall not fall.
Wherefore my heart was glad, and my glory rejoiced *
my flesh also shall rest in hope.
For why? thou shalt not leave my soul in hell *
neither shalt thou suffer thy Holy One to see corruption.
Thou shalt shew me the path of life; in thy presence is the fulness of joy *
and at thy right hand there is pleasure for evermore.