Praise the lord

Verse 1:

Blessed is the one who walks not in the way

Of the wicked, nor stands where sinners stray.

He won't sit down where scoffers speak,

But delights in the law, in God's truth he seeks.

Chorus:

He's like a tree by the waters wide,

Rooted deep where the streams abide.

In every season, fruit will grow,

His leaf won't wither, his heart will know—

The Lord is watching the righteous way,

But the wicked shall fade away.

Verse 2:

Day and night, he meditates,

On every word the Lord creates.

His steps are firm, his path is sure,

The blessing of the Lord is pure.

Chorus:

He's like a tree by the waters wide,

Rooted deep where the streams abide.

In every season, fruit will grow,

His leaf won't wither, his heart will know—

The Lord is watching the righteous way,

But the wicked shall fade away.

Bridge:

Not so the wicked—they are like chaff,

Blown by the wind, lost on its path.

They will not stand in the judgment day,

For their feet are far from the righteous way.

Final Chorus:

Lord, make me a tree by the waters wide,

Rooted deep where Your truths abide.

In every season, let me grow,

Bearing fruit for the world to know—

That You are watching the righteous way,

And in Your presence, I’ll always stay.