Bob Hostetler
Oh, Lord God, grant me the joys of those
who do not follow the advice of the wicked,
or stand around with sinners,
or join in with scoffers.
Let me delight in doing everything you want;
help me think about your law day and night.
Help me become like a tree planted along the riverbank,
bearing fruit each season without fail.
Let my leaf—my spiritual vitality—never wither,
and in all I do, let me know the prosperity that comes from you.
Deliver me, Lord, from the fate of the wicked.
They are like worthless chaff, scattered by the wind.
They will be condemned at the time of judgment.
Sinners will have no place among the godly.
For I know that you, O LORD, watch over the path of the godly,
but the path of the wicked leads to destruction.
Let me walk the path of the godly, Lord. Amen.
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