Blessed is the man
The man who does not walk
In the counsel of the wicked
Blessed is the man

He is like a tree that flourishes
Planted by the waters
He will bear his fruit in season
And his leaf will not wither

Because the wicked man
Like chaff, he blows away
Cursed is that man

The wicked will not stand at judgement
Stand with God's appointed
God will watch o'er the righteous
But wicked men will perish