Psalm 1
Translation from The Message
Eugene H. Petterson
How well God must like you-
You don't hang out in Sin Saloon,
you don't slink along Dead-End road,
you don't go to Smart -Mouth College.
Instead you thrill to God's Word,
you chew on Scripture everyday and night.
You're a tree planted in Eden,
bearing fresh fruit every month,
never dropping a leaf,
always in blossom.
You're not at all like the wicked,
who are mere windblown dust-
Without defense in court,
unfit company for innocent people.
God charts the road you take.
The road they take is Skid Row.
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