True Happiness in God's Law (Drums-Only Version)

Blessings await that man, who never strays Through wicked counsel from religion's ways From sinners paths who keeps his cautious feet And sits not vaunting in the scorner's seat Not from its joy his raptured soul can draw But day and night he scans Jehovah's law This blessed man shall future seasons see His honors spreading, as a verdant tree Which rivlets, that divide the winding mead With fertile stores from plenteous currents feed He shall with timely fruit unfading stand And all shall prosper which he takes in hand Not so the unjust: far different is his lot Whose leaf shall wither, and whose branches rot Soon shall he pass, with no remains behind Like empty chaff before the driving wind He shall not stand, when judgement's summons call Before the assembled just shall sinners fall Jehovah knows the upright, and notes his way But ways of sin lead to a swift decay