1 Who hath not walkt astray, In wicked mens advise, Nor stood in sinners way; Nor in their companyes That scorners are, As their fit mate, In scoffing chayre, Hath euer sate; 2 But in thy lawes diuine, O Lord sets his delight, And in those lawes of thine Studies all day and night; Oh, how that man Thrise blessed is! And sure shall gaine Eternall blisse. 3 He shall be like the tree, Set by the water-springs, Which when his seasons be Most pleasant fruite forth-brings: Whose boughes so greene Shall neuer fade, But couered bene With comely shade. So, to this happy wight, All his designes shall thriue: 4 Whereas the man vnright, As chaff which winds do driue, With euery blast Is tost on hy, Nor can at last In safety lie. 5 Wherefore, in that sad doome, They dare not rise from dust: Nor shall no Sinner come To glory of the iust. For, God will grace The Iust-mans way; While sinners race Runs to decay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHILLIN' A DAY by RUDYARD KIPLING GULLS by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS JUST A-RIDIN'! by ELWOOD ADAMS ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 8. ON LEAVING HOLLAND by MARK AKENSIDE PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 13. AL-BARI by EDWIN ARNOLD |