1 Thrice happy he, who shuns the way
That leads ungodly men astray;
Who fears to stand where sinners meet.
Nor with the scorner takes his seat.

2 The law of God is his delight;
That cloud by day, that fire by night.
Shall be his comfort in distress,
And guide him through the wilderness.

3 His works shall prosper—he shall be
A fruitful, fair, unwithering tree,
That, planted where the river flows,
Nor drought, nor frost, nor mildew knows.

4 Not so the wicked—they are cast
Like chaff upon the eddying blast;
In judgment they shall quake for dread,
Nor with the righteous lift their head.

5 For God hath spied their secret path.
And they shall perish in His wrath;
He too hath marked His people’s road,
And brings them to His own abode.