Here is the third installment in my “series” on Psalm 1—this time with an audio option. For the other installments, you can read the autumn one here and the winter one at the bottom of this post. Feel free to read the real Psalm 1 before or after to get the most out of the experience.
Psalm 1
but in spring. The way of the sinners is vacant, the seat of the scornful is empty. The blessed man walks along the river (roaring with resurrection) under neon trees, and the white choke cherry blossoms promise fruit in due season as it fills the air with fragrant prosperity. The ungodly scatter at the scent and tremble at the runoff that foams from on high and swells the banks. But the Lord knows the way of the common merganser, who delights in and has long looked for each swelling cubic foot.
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