The Way and End of the Righteous and the Wicked

Verse 1

My God, the steps of pious men Are order'd by thy will; Though they should fall, they rise again, Thy hand supports them still.

Verse 2

The Lord delights to see their ways, Their virtue he approves; He’ll ne’er deprive them of his grace, Nor leave the men he loves.

Verse 3

The heav’nly heritage is theirs, Their portion and their home, He feasts them now, and makes them heirs Of blessings long to come.

Verse 4

Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, Nor fear when tyrants frown; Ye shall confess their pride was vain, When justice casts them down.

Verse 5

The haughty sinners have I seen, Nor fearing man nor God, Like a tall Bay-tree fair and green, Spreading his arms abroad.

Verse 6

And lo he vanished from the ground, Destroy'd by hands unseen; Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found Where all that pride had been.

Verse 7

But mark the man of righteousness, His sev'ral steps attend; True pleasure runs thro' all his ways, And peaceful is his end.