Image via WikipediaHow 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.
2-3 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.
4-5 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.
-- The Message