Blest is the man who trusts the Lord,
Dwelling each day upon His Word.
He does not follow wicked advice,
Nor side with mockers in his cries.
Gladly God’s laws he does obey;
On them he thinks both night and day.
His confidence is in God’s way;
Blest is this man! Blest is the man who trusts the Lord,
Dwelling each day upon His Word.
He’s like a tree beside water streams;
Sending out roots, it’s always green.
The summer heat it does not fear;
Even in drought, no worry here.
It bears much fruit year after year;
Ever it thrives. Blest is the man who trusts the Lord,
Dwelling each day upon His Word.
He prospers always through all his days,
For on God’s law his mind e’er stays.
God watches o’er all righteous men,
But all the wicked will not stand.
Their way will perish from the land,
Like chaff in wind. May I be one who trusts You, Lord,
Dwelling each day upon Your Word.
May I be like a tree by a stream,
Bearing much fruit and always green.
May I drink from Your Word each day,
That I might stand firm, come what may.
May I e’er prosper in Your way,
And blest e’er be. |
