When you plant your feet
When you take your seat
Heed not the counsel of the wicked
The way is blessed
He knows your steps
You are not lost within the thicket
For your delight is in the law of the Lord
Day and night it is the meditation of your heart
Abide in me; revive your withered leaves
Come weary one, rest under shade
A thriving tree by the side of the living stream
In the cool of the day I will walk in your glade
Those who laugh
He blows like chaff
They will not stand against the pilgrim
So put down your roots
And wait for fruit
Your boughs will bear it in its season
Words and music by David Yeager, 2020.
