Words: Isaac Watts
Note: there is also a Long Metre version on this page
Characters of a saint.
1 Who shall inhabit in thy hill, O God of holiness? Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace?
2 The man that walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands; That trusts his Maker's promises, And follows his commands.
3 He speaks the meaning of his heart, Nor slanders with his tongue; Will scarce believe an ill report, Or do his neighbor wrong.
4 The wealthy sinner he contemns, Loves all that fear the Lord; And though to his own hurt he swears, Still he performs his word.
5 His hands disdain a golden bribe, And never gripe the poor: This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his heath secure.
Religion and justice, goodness and truth.
1 Who shall ascend thy heav'nly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face? The man that minds religion now, And humbly walks with God below;
2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean, Whose lips still speak the thing they mean; No slanders dwell upon his tongue; He hates to do his neighbor wrong.
3 Scarce will he trust an ill report, Nor vents it to his neighbor's hurt: Sinners of state he can despise, But saints are honored in his eyes.
4 Firm to his word he ever stood, And always makes his promise good; Nor dares to change the thing he swears, Whatever pain or loss he bears.
5 He never deals in bribing gold, And mourns that justice should be sold; While others gripe and grind the poor, Sweet charity attends his door.
6 He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face; And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them.
7 Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone: This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell forever, Lord, with thee.