I feel no need to follow wicked advice.
I have no desire to hang around with troublemakers
or interact with cynics.
I just want to be in your presence;
I long to hear from you.
You make me like a tree,
planted by a river,
surviving dry seasons and thriving in the sun.
I thirst for your rain;
I bask in your blessing.
How sad for the wicked,
who don't know your lovingkindness.
How sad and empty their lives,
like dusty desert places.
I don't envy them one bit.
I'm happy with my lot,
content where you have placed me.
Watch over my path and guide my steps.
Save me from the destructive ways of the wicked.
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