17 My God, the steps of pious men
Are order'd by thy will;
Though they should fall, they rise again,
Thy hand supports them still.
18 The Lord delights to see their ways,
Their virtue he approves;
He’ll ne’er deprive them of his grace,
Nor leave the men he loves.
19 The heav’nly heritage is theirs,
Their portion and their home,
He feasts them now, and makes them heirs
Of blessings long to come.
20 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men,
Nor fear when tyrants frown;
Ye shall confess their pride was vain,
When justice casts them down.
21 The haughty sinners have I seen,
Nor fearing man nor God,
Like a tall Bay-tree fair and green,
Spreading his arms abroad.
22 And lo he vanished from the ground,
Destroy'd by hands unseen;
Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found
Where all that pride had been.
23 But mark the man of righteousness,
His sev'ral steps attend;
True pleasure runs thro' all his ways,
And peaceful is his end.
Source: Church Hymn Book: consisting of newly composed hymns with the addition of hymns and psalms, from other authors, carefully adapted for the use of public worship, and many other occasions (1st ed.) #P.XXXVII.III
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