Attend, ye tribes that dwell remote,

ye tribes at hand, give ear;

Th’ upright in heart alone have hope.

the false in heart have fear.

The man who walks with God in truth,

and ev’ry guile disdains;

Who hates to lift oppression’s rod,

and scorns its shameful gains;

Whose soul abhors the impious bribe

the tempts from truth to stray,

And from th’ enticing snares of vice

who turns his eyes away:

His dwelling, ‘midst the strength of rocks,

shall ever stand secure;

His Father will provide his bread,

his water shall be sure.

For him the kingdom of the just

afar doth glorious shine;

And he the King of kings shall see

in majesty divine.