I

The man who erring counsel shuns,

Nor strays where sinners meet,

But in the law of God delights

In meditation sweet,

Shall reap the happiness of those

To whom the Lord His favour shews.

II

As tree beside the water brooks

Whose leaf unfading lives,

And when the time appointed comes,

A bounteous fruitage gives;—

So shall he prosper all his days,

Whose hope is in God’s law always.

III

Not so the wicked,—they are chaff

Before the wind that flies,

Nor could they stand His searching glance,

Should God in judgment rise;

For known to God are all the right,

But wicked men shall perish quite.