Psalm 1 Rewritten

For a writing assignment, I had to rewrite Psalm 1 as an acrostic. If you can't figure it out, my version spells THELAW over six verses which imitate the original psalm. I was told to use my "landscape" to inform the poem's content and style. This is the (feeble first draft) result:

The woman is blessed whose eyes reject false beauty,

whose ears ignore the deceptive whispers of desire,

whose mouth shuts against judgment and gossip.

Her felicity is found in the Word of her heavenly Father;

            it is written on her heart throughout the days,

            occupying her mind when she lays down to rest.

Ever in joy she blossoms, like a radiant red flower blooming

            on the desert cactus that never dies for want of rain,

            for it holds its hope of life within, and is always green.

Look how the wicked suffer their own misfortune:

            they are like tumbleweeds buffeted in a wind,

            dead, lonely, without rest in all the dry desert.

All those whose hope is in the law of the Lord will stand,

ready for the judgment, joined together with the righteous;

            but the wicked and the sinners will not be found among them.

Well does the Lord know the hearts and minds of all,

            their souls like books, open for him to read in full;

            the righteous will be taken up, the wicked thrown to the fire.