Psalm 16
- Michtam of David.
Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust.
O my soul, thou hast said unto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my
goodness extendeth not to thee;
But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent,
in whom is all my delight.
Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another god:
will I not offer, nor take up their
names into my lips.
The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my
cup: thou maintainest my lot.
The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
I will bless the Lord, who hath given me counsel: my reins also
instruct me in the night seasons.
I have set the Lord always before me: because he is at my right
hand, I shall not be moved.
Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my
flesh also shall rest in hope.
For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer
thine Holy One to see corruption.
Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right
hand there are pleasures for evermore.