Sir Ricky's Inspirational Poetry Corner

How happy is the man?

Who never does follow;

Ways of the wicked plan,

That are dark and shallow.

The path of all sinners,

And a group of mockers;

Cannot be the winners,

Of the evil talkers.

The Law is his delight,

He meditates all day;

Meditating all night,

By trusting to obey.

He is just like a tree,

Beside a flowing stream;

Bears fruit abundantly,

That is tasting supreme.

Its leaves do not shrivel,

Staying green all year round;

So upright and civil,

As birds make a glad sound.

All that he does succeeds,

Yielding the fruit on time;

But evil does bad deeds,

Always a sinful crime.

They are wind-driven chaff,

Constantly go astray;

For Satan his behalf,

That the wind blows away.

Evil will not survive,

When Judgment Day befalls;

When they will burn alive,

The verdict that God calls.

Nor can the sinners link,

The righteous assembly;

Because of worldly sync,

And no confessing plea.

The Lord watches the way,

Guards the way of righteous;

So, the godly not stray,

Guiding the subconscious.

Evil leads to downfall,

That will end in their death;

The wicked gets the call,

Just before their last breath.