Two Ways Of Life

orchidee



Tune: Wiltshire

('Through all the changing scenes of life')

Psalm 1

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Blessed they that walk not in counsel

Of ungodly, they well

Shall do, and blessed they that stand not

In way of sinners lot

 

And blessed they that not in seat sit

Of scornful, not one whit

But their delight is in the law

Of the Lord, their joy sure

 

And in His law they meditate

Day and night, that their state

They shall be like trees planted by

Rivers, watered, not dry

 

They bring forth fruit in their season

Throughout life's rhyme, reason

Their leaves shall not wither, and they

Shall prosper in the way

 

The ungodly are not so, they

Like chaff driven away

Blown by the wind, and shall not stan

With righteous in the land

 

Their judgement comes, the Lord knows way

Of righteous and their day

But way of the ungodly shall

Perish, they fare not well

  • Author: orchidee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 6th, 2026 10:58
  • Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.6.8.6. I was cut orf! It kept logging me out. Hope this poem survives.
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 13
  • Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
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  • sorenbarrett

    Orchi what happened to you this is the shortest hymn that you have ever done and the shortest that I have ever seen

    • orchidee

      It's that possible blip - heehee, it's a 'silent poem'. Nope - I will try to post it soon.... I started, then fell in a black hole. lol.

      • sorenbarrett

        Are you still in that black hole my friend do you need me to throw you a comic rope?

        • orchidee

          Thank you SB. lol. It was KP's fault. I always blame her anyway. lol.

        • Goldfinch60

          Good one Orchi.

          • orchidee

            Thank you Gold.

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            Orchi, this really moved me. Psalm 1 has always been one of those passages that feels both simple and profound, and you've captured that beautifully in hymn form. The image of the tree remains as powerful as ever...though I must confess I am now imagining Popeyeus Glug Maximus Solus planted beside those rivers, meditating day and night upon the Sacred Glug Scrolls while steadfastly refusing the counsel of the Unglugly. If he prospers, I suspect it will be in cherries and cream. Wonderful work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

            • orchidee

              Thank you T. There could be a third way in Popeye Land - the way of gluggery! What are we on about? WCAT. lol.



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