That man is blessed who does not walk
as wicked men advise,
Nor stand where sinners meet, nor sit
Where scorners pose as wise.
Instead he is the one who makes
the LORD's law his delight,
And in that law he meditates
By day and in the night.
He's like a deeply planted tree
Beside a water stream,
Which in its season bears its fruit,
Whose leaves stay fresh and green.
In all he does he will succeed.
The wicked are not so,
But they are like the scattered chaff
Swept by the winds that blow.
The wicked therefore will not stand
Whe time of judgment comes,
Nor will the sinners stand among
Assembled righteous ones.
Because the LORD the righteous loves;
The path they walk he knows.
The wicked walk a different path,
That to destruction goes.