Psalms 1

psalm I

Tuin: St Peter

1O, blessit he, that gangs‐na wi

The godless, nor will staun’

’Mids’ sinfu’ men, nor sit wi’ them

That scoff at God’s commaun’;

2But, day and nicht, fin’s his delicht,

Aye foremaist abune a’,

To ponder lang the thochts amang

O’ God’s maist holie Law.

3A tree that grows, whaur burnie rowes,

In hairst‐time frit sal gie;

Its leaves sae braw ne’er wilt awa’ —

Sae sal the richteous be.

4But godless men can never ken

Sic blessin’s; like they are

To cauf that’s driv’n by win’s o’ hevin,

And skail’d baith near and far.

5In jidgment they, that dinna hae

Regaird for God, maun fa’;

Nor can they gang, that ettle wrang,

Wi’ folk that loe God’s Law.

6Because the wey o’ gude men aye

The Lord dis brawly ken;

But, shair as ocht, He’ll bring to nocht

The gait o’ godless men.

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Psalms 1: SCOMP

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Metrical Psalms in Braid Scots, translated by Rev. T. T. Alexander published in 1928. This text is maintained by MissionAssist.

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Psalms 1