Psalms 16
1 A Secret Treasure of David. Preserve me, O God, for I did trust in Thee.
The inscription of a title to David himself. Preserve me, O Lord, for I have put trust in thee.
2 Thou hast said to Jehovah, 'My Lord Thou [art];' My good [is] not for thine own sake;
I have said to the Lord, thou art my God, for thou hast no need of my goods.
3 For the holy ones who [are] in the land, And the honourable, all my delight [is] in them.
To the saints, who are in his land, he hath made wonderful all my desires in them.
4 Multiplied are their griefs, [Who] have hastened backward; I pour not out their libations of blood, Nor do I take up their names on my lips.
Their infirmities were multiplied: afterwards they made haste. I will not gather together their meetings for blood offerings: nor will I be mindful of their names by my lips.
5 Jehovah [is] the portion of my share, and of my cup, Thou — Thou dost uphold my lot.
The Lord is the portion of my inheritance and of my cup: it is thou that wilt restore my inheritance to me.
6 Lines have fallen to me in pleasant places, Yea, a beauteous inheritance [is] for me.
The lines are fallen unto me in goodly places: for my inheritance is goodly to me.
7 I bless Jehovah who hath counselled me; Also [in] the nights my reins instruct me.
I will bless the Lord, who hath given me understanding: moreover my reins also have corrected me even till night.
8 I did place Jehovah before me continually, Because — at my right hand I am not moved.
I set the Lord always in my sight: for he is at my right hand, that I be not moved.
9 Therefore hath my heart been glad, And my honour doth rejoice, Also my flesh dwelleth confidently:
Therefore my heart hath been glad, and my tongue hath rejoiced: moreover my flesh also shall rest in hope.
10 For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
Because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; nor wilt then give thy holy one to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
11 Thou causest me to know the path of life; Fulness of joys [is] with Thy presence, Pleasant things by Thy right hand for ever!
Thou hast made known to me the ways of life, thou shalt fill me with joy with thy countenance: at thy right hand are delights even to the end.
