Daily I walk with the Lord.
On Him, I set my sight.
On His Word I mediate;
morning, noon, and night.

Soaking up living water,
so nourishing to me.
The Spirit’s fruit blooms within;
ready seasonally.

Those who do not know the Lord,
life’s winds scatter all about.
Without roots to anchor them,
they can not grow or sprout.

I’d rather walk with my Lord,
even though life’s pain,
than blow around restlessly;
seeking more wealth to gain.

The Lord watches over me
showing me where to go.
With Him to direct my path,
stronger my faith will grow

Psalm 1 NIV

1 Blessed is the one
who does not walk in step with the wicked
or stand in the way that sinners take
or sit in the company of mockers,
2 but whose delight is in the law of the Lord,
and who meditates on his law day and night.
3 That person is like a tree planted by streams of water,
which yields its fruit in season
and whose leaf does not wither—
whatever they do prospers.

4 Not so the wicked!
They are like chaff
that the wind blows away.
5 Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment,
nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous.

6 For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous,
but the way of the wicked leads to destruction.