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.