Psalms 16
1 A writing of David. Keep me, O Lord; for I have hoped in you.
A Precious Psalm of David. Preserve me, O GOD, for I have sought refuge in thee.
2 I said to the Lord, You are my Lord; for you has no need of my goodness.
Thou hast said unto Yahweh, My Lord, art thou! My goodness, mounteth not unto thee.
3 On behalf of the saints that are in his land, he has magnified all his pleasure in them.
It belongeth unto the holy ones, whom, in his own land, Yahweh, ennobleth, In whom is all his delight
4 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.
They multiply their idols—another, have they purchased! I will not pour out their drink-offerings of blood, nor will I take up their names on my lips.
5 The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: you are he that restores my inheritance to me.
Yahweh, is mine allotted portion and my cup, Thou, art maintaining my lot.
6 The lines have fallen to me in the best places, yes, I have a most excellent heritage.
The lines, have fallen unto me, in pleasant places, Verily an inheritance that delighteth me.
7 I will bless the Lord who has instructed me; my reins too have chastened me even till night.
I will bless Yahweh, who hath counselled me, —Surely, by night, shall mine impulses admonish me.
8 I foresaw the Lord always before my face; for he is on my right hand, that I should not be moved.
I have set Yahweh before me continually, because he is on my right hand, I shall not be shaken!
9 Therefore my heart rejoiced an my tongue exulted; moreover also my flesh shall rest in hope:
Therefore, hath my heart rejoiced, and mine honour exulted, Yea, my flesh, shall settle down securely;
10 because you will not leave my soul in hell, neither will you suffer your Holy One to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
For thou wilt not abandon my soul to hades, neither wilt thou suffer thy man of lovingkindness, to see corruption: (Sheol h7585)
11 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.
Thou wilt cause me to know, the path of life, —Fulness of joys before thee, Pleasures at thy right hand evermore.
