Psalms 16

Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition	CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 A Miktam of David. Preserve me, O God, for in thee I take refuge.	1 A Prayer of David. Lord, listen to my justice, attend to my supplication. Pay attention to my prayer, which is not from deceitful lips.
2 I say to the LORD, "Thou art my Lord; I have no good apart from thee."	2 Let my judgment proceed from your presence. Let your eyes behold fairness.
3 As for the saints in the land, they are the noble, in whom is all my delight.	3 You have tested my heart and visited it by night. You have examined me by fire, and iniquity has not been found in me.
4 Those who choose another god multiply their sorrows; their libations of blood I will not pour out or take their names upon my lips.	4 Therefore, may my mouth not speak the works of men. I have kept to difficult ways because of the words of your lips.
5 The LORD is my chosen portion and my cup; thou holdest my lot.	5 Perfect my steps in your paths, so that my footsteps may not be disturbed.
6 The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.	6 I have cried out because you, O God, have listened to me. Incline your ear to me and heed my words.
7 I bless the LORD who gives me counsel; in the night also my heart instructs me.	7 Make your mercies wonderful, for you save those who hope in you.
8 I keep the LORD always before me; because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.	8 From those who resist your right hand, preserve me like the pupil of your eye. Protect me under the shadow of your wings,
9 Therefore my heart is glad, and my soul rejoices; my body also dwells secure.	9 from the face of the impious who have afflicted me. My enemies have surrounded my soul.
10 For thou dost not give me up to Sheol, or let thy godly one see the Pit.	10 They have concealed their fatness; their mouth has been speaking arrogantly.
11 Thou dost show me the path of life; in thy presence there is fulness of joy, in thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.	11 They have cast me out, and now they have surrounded me. They have cast their eyes down to the earth.
	12 They have taken me, like a lion ready for the prey, and like a young lion dwelling in hiding.
	13 Rise up, O Lord, arrive before him and displace him. Deliver my soul from the impious one: your spear from the enemies of your hand.
	14 Lord, divide them from the few of the earth in their life. Their gut has been filled from your hidden stores. They have been filled with sons, and they have bequeathed to their little ones the remainder.
	15 But as for me, I will appear before your sight in justice. I will be satisfied when your glory appears.