Happy is the one who is not,
With the wicked, aligned
Nor lingers where sinners are
Nor with mockers, reclines
But who meditates
Both day and night
On the law of the LORD,
Finding it a joy and delight;
They will be like a tree
Continuously bearing fruit
Rooted by a vital stream,
Flourishing in all they do;
The wicked are like worthless husks
Scattered afar by the wind
They will not survive the judgment
Or with the righteous, be gathered in
For the LORD guards the righteous,
Who, to Him, are cherished
But the broad path brings destruction
And those who follow it, will perish
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July 24, 2017
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