< Psalmorum 16 >
1 Psalmus David. Conserva me Domine, quoniam speravi in te.
Michtam of Dauid. Preserue mee, O God: for in thee doe I trust.
2 Dixi Domino: Deus meus es tu, quoniam bonorum meorum non eges.
O my soule, thou hast sayd vnto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my weldoing extendeth not to thee,
3 Sanctis, qui sunt in terra eius, mirificavit omnes voluntates meas in eis.
But to the Saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent: all my delite is in them.
4 Multiplicatae sunt infirmitates eorum: postea acceleraverunt. Non congregabo conventicula eorum de sanguinibus: nec memor ero nominum eorum per labia mea.
The sorowes of them, that offer to an other god, shall be multiplied: their offerings of blood will I not offer, neither make mention of their names with my lips.
5 Dominus pars hereditatis meae, et calicis mei: tu es, qui restitues hereditatem meam mihi.
The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou shalt mainteine my lot.
6 Funes ceciderunt mihi in praeclaris: etenim hereditas mea praeclara est mihi.
The lines are fallen vnto me in pleasant places: yea, I haue a faire heritage.
7 Benedicam Dominum, qui tribuit mihi intellectum: insuper et usque ad noctem increpuerunt me renes mei.
I wil prayse the Lord, who hath giuen me counsell: my reines also teach me in the nightes.
8 Providebam Dominum in conspectu meo semper: quoniam a dextris est mihi, ne commovear.
I haue set the Lord alwayes before me: for hee is at my right hand: therefore I shall not slide.
9 Propter hoc laetatum est cor meum, et exultavit lingua mea: insuper et caro mea requiescet in spe.
Wherefore mine heart is glad and my tongue reioyceth: my flesh also doeth rest in hope.
10 Quoniam non derelinques animam meam in inferno: nec dabis sanctum tuum videre corruptionem. (Sheol )
For thou wilt not leaue my soule in the graue: neither wilt thou suffer thine holy one to see corruption. (Sheol )
11 Notas mihi fecisti vias vitae, adimplebis me laetitia cum vultu tuo: delectationes in dextera tua usque in finem.
Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is the fulnesse of ioy: and at thy right hand there are pleasures for euermore.