Ever Green
Their roots run deep
day and night, from your river of life,
they drink
the truth which comes from your lips
and your word is all they need
to keep their leaves ever green
but not the wicked
no, not the wicked
They are as chaff in the wind
Rejects with no home
They have no mass, no foundation
They are next to dust
but not the righteous
no, not the righteous
They are planted in your word
and it ever bears fruit
Not only are they prosperous
but see the strength of their roots!
No force can break, no arm can bend
those who take root in your garden
those who walk the path you defend