Psalms 16

¹ A Miktam of David. Preserve me, O God, for in thee I take refuge.

² I say to the LORD, "Thou art my Lord; I have no good apart from thee."

³ As for the saints in the land, they are the noble, in whom is all my delight.

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.

⁵ The LORD is my chosen portion and my cup; thou holdest my lot.

⁶ The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.

⁷ I bless the LORD who gives me counsel; in the night also my heart instructs me.

⁸ I keep 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 soul rejoices; my body also dwells secure.

¹⁰ For thou dost not give me up to Sheol, or let thy godly one see the Pit.

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.