< Psalms 16 >
1 The inscription of a title to David himself. Preserve me, O Lord, for I have put trust in thee.
A michtam of David. Keep me, O God, for in you I take refuge.
2 I have said to the Lord, thou art my God, for thou hast no need of my goods.
I said to the Lord, ‘You are my Lord, my happiness rests in you alone.
3 To the saints, who are in his land, he hath made wonderful all my desires in them.
Those who are holy in the land, they, they alone, are the noble ones; all my delight is in them.’
4 Their infirmities were multiplied: afterwards they made haste. I will not gather together their meetings for blood offerings: nor will I be mindful of their names by my lips.
Those who choose other gods find endless sorrow. In their offerings of blood I will have no part nor take their name on my lips.
5 The Lord is the portion of my inheritance and of my cup: it is thou that wilt restore my inheritance to me.
The Lord is my share and my portion, my fate is in your strong hands.
6 The lines are fallen unto me in goodly places: for my inheritance is goodly to me.
The boundary lines of my life mark out delightful country, my heritage pleases me well.
7 I will bless the Lord, who hath given me understanding: moreover my reins also have corrected me even till night.
I praise the Lord for his counsel, which so stirs my heart in the night.
8 I set the Lord always in my sight: for he is at my right hand, that I be not moved.
I keep the Lord always in mind: with him at my hand, I can never be moved.
9 Therefore my heart hath been glad, and my tongue hath rejoiced: moreover my flesh also shall rest in hope.
So my heart is glad, there is joy inside me; and in safety of body I live.
10 Because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; nor wilt then give thy holy one to see corruption. (Sheol )
For you will not give me up to Sheol nor let any who love you see the pit. (Sheol )
11 Thou hast made known to me the ways of life, thou shalt fill me with joy with thy countenance: at thy right hand are delights even to the end.
You will show me the path that leads to life, to that fulness of joy which is in your presence, and the pleasures dispensed by your hand evermore.