The ideal ruler
Of David, psalm.
My song is about kindness and justice;
Yahweh, I sing it to You.
I mean to make good progress, as the blameless do:
when will You come to me?
In my household, I will advance
in purity of heart;
I will not let my eyes rest
on any misconduct.
I hate the practices of the apostate,
they have no appeal for me;
perverted hearts must keep their distance,
the wicked I disregard.
The man who secretly slanders his neighbor
I reduce to silence;
haughty looks, proud heart,
I cannot tolerate these.
I look to my religious countrymen
to compose my household;
only the man who makes progress,
as the blameless do,
can be my servant.
There is no room in my house
for any hypocrite;
no liar keeps his post
where I can see him.
Morning after morning I reduce to silence
all who are wicked in this country,
banishing from the city of Yahweh
all evil men.