< Psalms 16 >
1 A MIKTAM OF DAVID. Preserve me, O God, for I trusted in You.
Michtam of David. Preserve me, O God: for I trust in thee.
2 You have said to YHWH, “You [are] my Lord”; My goodness [is] not above You;
Thou [my soul] hast said to Jehovah, Thou art the Lord: my goodness [extendeth] not to thee; —
3 For the holy ones who [are] in the land, And the honorable, all my delight [is] in them.
To the saints that are on the earth, and to the excellent [thou hast said], In them is all my delight.
4 Their griefs are multiplied, [who] have hurried backward; I do not pour out their drink-offerings of blood, Nor do I take up their names on my lips.
Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another: their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer, and I will not take up their names into my lips.
5 YHWH [is] the portion of my share, and of my cup, You uphold my lot.
Jehovah is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.
6 Lines have fallen to me in pleasant places, Indeed, a beautiful inheritance [is] for me.
The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
7 I bless YHWH who has counseled me; Also [in] the nights my reins instruct me.
I will bless Jehovah, who giveth me counsel; even in the nights my reins instruct me.
8 I placed YHWH before me continually, Because [He is] at my right hand I am not moved.
I have set Jehovah continually before me; because [he is] at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
9 Therefore my heart has been glad, And my glory rejoices, Also my flesh dwells confidently:
Therefore my heart rejoiceth, and my glory exulteth; my flesh moreover shall dwell in hope.
10 For You do not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor give your Holy One to see corruption. (Sheol )
For thou wilt not leave my soul to Sheol, neither wilt thou allow thy Holy One to see corruption. (Sheol )
11 You cause me to know the path of life; In Your presence [is] fullness of joys, Pleasant things [are] by Your right hand forever!
Thou wilt make known to me the path of life: thy countenance is fulness of joy; at thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.