1Attend, ye tribes that dwell remote,
ye tribes at hand, give ear;
th’ upright in heart alone have hope
the false in heart have fear.
2 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;

3 Whose soul abhors the impious bribe
the tempts from truth to stray,
and from th’ enticing snares of vice
who turns his eyes away:
4 his dwelling, ‘midst the strength of rocks,
shall ever stand secure;
his Father will provide his bread,
his water shall be sure.

5 For him the kingdom of the just
afar doth glorious shine;
and he the King of kings shall see
in majesty divine.