1 Clear my name, God; I've kept an honest shop. I've thrown in my lot with you, God, and I'm not budging.
2 order your battery of tests. Make sure I'm fit inside and out
3 sight of your love, But keep in step with you, never missing a beat.
4 I don't pal around with thugs;
5 I don't deal with double-dealers.
6 then join hands with the others in the great circle, dancing around your altar, God,
7 telling God-stories.
8 your house glows with your glory.
9 don't sweep me out with the quacks and crooks,
10 women with purses stuffed with bribe-money.
11 now be aboveboard with me.
12 I bless you every chance I get.
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