1 How well God must like you— you don't hang out at Sin Saloon, you don't slink along Dead-End Road,you don't go to Smart-Mouth College.
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3 Instead you thrill to God's Word,you chew on Scripture day and night.You're a tree replanted in Eden,bearing fresh fruit every month,Never dropping a leaf,always in blossom.
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5 You're not at all like the wicked,who are mere windblown dust—Without defense in court,unfit company for innocent people.
6 God charts the road you take.The road they take is Skid Row.