That Man Is Blest Who, Fearing God

That man is blest who

fear­ing God

From sin re­strains his feet

Who will not stand with wick­ed men

Who shuns the scorn­ers’ seat.

Yea

blest is he who makes God’s law

His por­tion and de­light

And me­di­tates up­on that law

With glad­ness day and night.

That man is nour­ished like a tree

Set by the riv­er’s side;

Its leaf is green

its fruit is sure

And thus his works ab­ide.

The wick­ed like the driv­en chaff

Are swept from off the land;

They shall not ga­ther with the just

Nor in the judg­ment stand.

The Lord will guard the right­eous well

Their way to Him is known;

The way of sin­ners

far from God

Shall sure­ly be o’er­thrown.