Psalm 16
1 Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust.
2 O my soul, thou hast said unto the LORD, Thou art my Lord: my
goodness extendeth not to thee;
3 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 that hasten after another god:
their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my
lips.
5 The LORD is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou
maintainest my lot.
6 The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a
goodly heritage.
7 I will bless the LORD, who hath given me counsel: my reins also
instruct me in the night seasons.
8 I have set the LORD always before me: because he is at my right
hand, I shall not be moved.
9 Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also
shall rest in hope.
10 For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou
suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.
11 Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness
of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.
