Blessed is the man who does not guide his steps by ill counsel, or turn aside where sinners walk, or, where scornful souls gather, sit down to rest;

the man whose heart is set on the law of the Lord, on that law, day and night, his thoughts still dwell.

He stands firm as a tree planted by running water, ready to yield its fruit when the season comes, not a leaf faded; all that he does will prosper.

Not such, not such the wicked; the wicked are like chaff the wind sweeps away.

Not for the wicked, when judgement comes, to rise up and plead their cause; sinners will have no part in the reunion of the just.

They walk, the just, under the Lord’s protection; the path of the wicked, how soon is it lost to sight!