16 Preserve
me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust. 2 O
my soul, thou hast said unto the LORD, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth
not to thee; 3 But
to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is
all my delight. 4 Their
sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another god: their drink
offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my lips. 5 The
LORD is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest
my lot.
6
The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage. 7 I will
bless the LORD, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in
the night seasons. 8 I have
set the LORD always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not
be moved. 9 Therefore
my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope. 10 For
thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy
One to see corruption. 11 Thou
wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy
right hand there are pleasures for evermore.