Who shall in Thy tent abide? On Thy holy hill reside? He that's just and innocent; Tells the truth of his intent; Slanders none with venomed tongue; Fears to do his neighbour wrong; Fosters not base infamies; Vice beholds with scornful eyes; Honours those who fear the Lord; Keeps, though to his loss, his word; Takes no bribes for wicked ends, Nor to use his money lends: Who by these directions guide Their pure steps, shall never slide. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MENELAUS AND HELEN by RUPERT BROOKE THE PURPLE COW by FRANK GELETT BURGESS LOVE TO THE CHURCH by TIMOTHY DWIGHT THE CAPTAINS OF THE YEARS by ARTHUR RAYMOND MACDOUGALL JR. HOW THE CUMBERLAND WENT DOWN [MARCH 8, 1862] by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL SUMMER'S LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT: AUTUMN by THOMAS NASHE VILLANELLE, WITH STEVENSON'S ASSISTANCE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |