XVIII. William Byrd

O LORD, who in thy sacred tent

And holy hill shall dwell?

Euen he that both in heart and minde

Dooth studie to do well.

In life vpright, in dealing iust,

And he that from his heart

The truth doth speak with singlenes,

All falshood set apart.

With tongue besides that hurts no man,

By false and ill report;

Nor friends nor neighbours harme will doe

Whereuer he resort.

That hates the bad, and loues the good,

And faith that neuer breakes;

But keepes alwaies, though to his losse,

The woord that once he speakes.

Nor filthy gaine by loue that seekes,

Nor wealth so to possesse;

Nor that for bribes the guiltlesse soule

Doth labour to oppresse.

Like as a mount, so shall he stand:

Nothing shall him remoue,

That thus shall do, the Lord hath said;

Nor man can it disproue.