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Psalm 37 Part 3

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

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.

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

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.

PAUSE.

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

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

But mark the man of righteousness, His several steps attend; True pleasure runs through all his ways, And peaceful is his end.