1 How blest is he who ne'er consents
By ill advice to walk;
Nor stands in sinners ways, nor fits
Where men profanely talk!
2 But makes the perfect law of God
His bus'ness and delight;
Devoutly reads therein by day,
And meditates by night.
3 Like some fair tree, which, fed by streams,
With timely fruit does bend,
He still shall flourish, and success
All his designs attend.
4 Ungodly men, and their attempts,
No lasting root shall find;
Untimely blasted, and dispers'd,
Like chaff before the wind.
5 Their guilt shall strike the wicked dumb
Before the Judge's face:
No formal hypocrite shall then
Among the saints have place.
6 For God approves the just man's ways;
To happiness they tend:
But sinners, and the paths they tread,
Shall both in ruin end.
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First Line: | How blest is he who ne'er consents |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1789 |
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Notes: | Public Domain. |