1 BLEST is the man who shuns the place
Where sinners love to meet;
Who fears to tread their wicked ways,
And hates the scoffer's seat:
2 But in the statutes of the Lord
Has placed his chief delight;
By day he reads or hears the word,
And meditates by night.
3 He, like a plant of gen'rous kind,
By living waters set,
Safe from the storms and blasting wind,
Enjoys a peaceful state.
4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair,
Shall his profession shine;
While fruits of holiness appear
Like clusters on the vine.
5 Not so the impious and unjust;
What vain designs they form!
Their hopes are blown away like dust,
Or chaff before the storm.
6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand
Amongst the sons of grace,
When Christ, the Judge, at His right hand
Appoints His saints a place.
7 His eye beholds the path they tread;
His heart approves it well:
But crooked ways of sinners lead
Down to the gates of hell.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
Spurgeons "Our Own Hymn-Book:" A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Public, Social, and Private Worship.
