Psalms 16
1 A Poem by David. Preserve me, God, for I take refuge in you.
Preserve me, O El: for in thee do I put my trust.
2 My soul, you have said to Yahweh, “You are my Lord. Apart from you I have no good thing.”
O my soul, thou hast said unto YHWH, Thou art YHWH: my virtue is not without thee;
3 As for the saints who are in the earth, they are the excellent ones in whom is all my delight.
But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.
4 Their sorrows shall be multiplied who give gifts to another god. Their drink offerings of blood I will not offer, nor take their names on my lips.
Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another elohim: their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my lips.
5 Yahweh assigned my portion and my cup. You made my lot secure.
YHWH is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.
6 The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places. Yes, I have a good inheritance.
The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
7 I will bless Yahweh, who has given me counsel. Yes, my heart instructs me in the night seasons.
I will bless YHWH, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons.
8 I have set Yahweh always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
I have set YHWH always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
9 Therefore my heart is glad, and my tongue rejoices. My body shall also dwell in safety.
Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope.
10 For you will not leave my soul in Sheol, neither will you allow your holy one to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
11 You will show me the path of life. In your presence is fullness of joy. In your right hand there are pleasures forever more.
Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.
