I will wash my hands in innocence, so I will go about your altar, LORD, that I may make the voice of thanksgiving to be heard and tell of all your wondrous deeds. LORD, I love the habitation of your house, the place where your glory dwells. Don’t gather my soul with sinners, nor my life with bloodthirsty men in whose hands is wickedness; their right hand is full of bribes. But as for me, I will walk in my integrity. Redeem me, and be merciful to me. My foot stands in an even place. In the congregations I will bless the LORD.