Psalms 16
1 The inscription of a title: of David himself. Preserve me, O Lord, because I have hoped in you.
“A psalm off David.” Preserve me, O God! for to thee do I look for help.
2 I have said to the Lord: “You are my God, so you have no need of my goodness.”
I have said to Jehovah, Thou art my Lord; I have no happiness beyond thee!
3 As for the saints, who are in his land: he has made all my desires wonderful in them.
The holy that are in the land, and the excellent, —in them is all my delight.
4 Their infirmities have been multiplied; after this, they acted more quickly. I will not gather for their convocations of blood, nor will I remember their names with my lips.
They who hasten after other gods shall have multiplied sorrows; Their drink-offerings of blood I will not offer, Nor will I take their names upon my lips.
5 The Lord is the portion of my inheritance and my cup. It is you who will restore my inheritance to me.
Jehovah is my portion and my cup; Thou wilt maintain my lot!
6 The lots have fallen upon me with clarity. And, indeed, my inheritance has been very clear to me.
My portion hath fallen to me in pleasant places; Yea, I have a goodly inheritance.
7 I will bless the Lord, who has bestowed understanding upon me. Moreover, my temperament has also corrected me, even through the night.
I will bless the LORD, who careth for me; Yea, in the night my heart admonisheth me.
8 I have made provision for the Lord always in my sight. For he is at my right hand, so that I may not be disturbed.
I set the LORD before me at all times; Since he is at my right hand, I shall not fall.
9 Because of this, my heart has been joyful, and my tongue has exulted. Moreover, even my body will rest in hope.
Therefore my heart is glad, and my spirit rejoiceth; Yea, my flesh dwelleth in security.
10 For you will not abandon my soul to Hell, nor will you allow your holy one to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
For thou wilt not give me up to the underworld; Nor wilt thou suffer thy holy one to see the pit. (Sheol h7585)
11 You have made known to me the ways of life; you will fill me with joy by your countenance. At your right hand are delights, even to the end.
Thou wilt show me the path of life; In thy presence is fulness of joy; At thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.
