Lyrics Blessed is the man Who walks not in the counsel of the wicked Nor stands in the way of sinners Nor sits in the seat of scoffers But his delight is in the Lord's law And on His law he meditate day and night. And he's like a tree Planted by the streams of water That yields it's fruits in it's season And it's leafs does not wither In all that he does He prospers The Wicked are not so But like chaff which the wind drives away The wicked will not stand in the judgment Nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous. The righteous like a tree Planted by the the streams of water That yields it's fruits in it's season And it's leafs does not wither In all that he does He prospers For the the Lord knows the way of the righteous But the way of the wicked will perish.