Blessed Is The Man

Blessed is the man,

The man who does not walk

In the counsel of the wicked,

Blessed is the man.

He is like a tree that flourishes,

Planted by the waters.

He will bear his fruit in season,

And his leaf will not wither.

Cursed is the man,

Because the wicked man

Like chaff, he blows away;

Cursed is that man.

The wicked will not stand at judgement,

Stand with God's appointed.

God will watch o'er the righteous,

But wicked men will perish.