Psalms 16
1 Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust.
The inscription of a title: of David himself. Preserve me, O Lord, because I have hoped in you.
2 O my soul, thou hast said unto Yhwh, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee;
I have said to the Lord: “You are my God, so you have no need of my goodness.”
3 But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.
As for the saints, who are in his land: he has made all my desires wonderful in them.
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.
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.
5 Yhwh is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.
The Lord is the portion of my inheritance and my cup. It is you who will restore my inheritance to me.
6 The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
The lots have fallen upon me with clarity. And, indeed, my inheritance has been very clear to me.
7 I will bless Yhwh, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons.
I will bless the Lord, who has bestowed understanding upon me. Moreover, my temperament has also corrected me, even through the night.
8 I have set Yhwh always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
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.
9 Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope.
Because of this, my heart has been joyful, and my tongue has exulted. Moreover, even my body will rest in hope.
10 For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
For you will not abandon my soul to Hell, nor will you allow your holy one to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
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.
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.
