Psalm 1

St Petersburg

Bless'd is the one who does not walk
Where wicked ones would guide his feet,
Or stand in sinners’ ways to talk,
Or sit down in the mockers’ seat.
The Lord's own law is his delight,
His meditation day and night.

But like a strong and fruitful tree
That grows where water streams are seen,
As seasons change, its fruit we see
And all its leaves are ever green.
In all to which they put their mind
Prosperity their bound to find!

Not so the wicked! They are all
Like chaff the wind blows far away.
The wicked at the judgement fall,
Lost sinners with the Just can’t stay.
The Lord the righteous' way he knows;
The wicked’s way he overthrows!