Psalms 16
1 A Precious Psalm of David. Preserve me, O GOD, for I have sought refuge in thee.
Michtam of David. Preserve me, O God: for I trust in thee.
2 Thou hast said unto Yahweh, My Lord, art thou! My goodness, mounteth not unto thee.
Thou [my soul] hast said to Jehovah, Thou art the Lord: my goodness [extendeth] not to thee; —
3 It belongeth unto the holy ones, whom, in his own land, Yahweh, ennobleth, In whom is all his delight
To the saints that are on the earth, and to the excellent [thou hast said], In them is all my delight.
4 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.
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 Yahweh, is mine allotted portion and my cup, Thou, art maintaining my lot.
Jehovah is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.
6 The lines, have fallen unto me, in pleasant places, Verily an inheritance that delighteth me.
The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
7 I will bless Yahweh, who hath counselled me, —Surely, by night, shall mine impulses admonish me.
I will bless Jehovah, who giveth me counsel; even in the nights my reins instruct me.
8 I have set Yahweh before me continually, because he is on my right hand, I shall not be shaken!
I have set Jehovah continually before me; because [he is] at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
9 Therefore, hath my heart rejoiced, and mine honour exulted, Yea, my flesh, shall settle down securely;
Therefore my heart rejoiceth, and my glory exulteth; my flesh moreover shall dwell in hope.
10 For thou wilt not abandon my soul to hades, neither wilt thou suffer thy man of lovingkindness, to see corruption: (Sheol h7585)
For thou wilt not leave my soul to Sheol, neither wilt thou allow thy Holy One to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
11 Thou wilt cause me to know, the path of life, —Fulness of joys before thee, Pleasures at thy right hand evermore.
Thou wilt make known to me the path of life: thy countenance is fulness of joy; at thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.
