Psalms 16
1 Preserve me, O God, for in thee do I take refuge.
A writing of David. Keep me, O Lord; for I have hoped in you.
2 Thou my soul have said to Jehovah, Thou are my Lord. I have no good beyond thee.
I said to the Lord, You are my Lord; for you has no need of my goodness.
3 As for the sanctified who are in the earth, they are the excellent in whom is all my delight.
On behalf of the saints that are in his land, he has magnified all his pleasure in them.
4 Their sorrows shall be multiplied who give gifts for another god. Their drink offerings of blood I will not offer, nor take their names upon my lips.
Their weaknesses have been multiplied; afterward they hasted. I will by no means assemble their bloody meetings, neither will I make mention of their names with my lips.
5 Jehovah is the portion of my inheritance and of my cup. Thou maintain my lot.
The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: you are he that restores my inheritance to me.
6 The lines are fallen to me in pleasant places. Yea, I have a fine heritage.
The lines have fallen to me in the best places, yes, I have a most excellent heritage.
7 I will bless Jehovah, who has given me counsel. Yea, my heart instructs me in the night seasons.
I will bless the Lord who has instructed me; my reins too have chastened me even till night.
8 I beheld Jehovah always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
I foresaw the Lord always before my face; for he is on my right hand, that I should not be moved.
9 Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoices. My flesh also shall dwell in hope.
Therefore my heart rejoiced an my tongue exulted; moreover also my flesh shall rest in hope:
10 For thou will not leave my soul to Sheol, nor will thou allow thy holy man to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
because you will not leave my soul in hell, neither will you suffer your Holy One to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
11 Thou made known to me the path of life. Thou will fill me of joy with thy countenance.
You have made known to me the ways of life; you will fill me with joy with your countenance: at your right hand [there are] delights for ever.
