Psalm 16

¹ Michtam of David. Preserve me, O God; for in thee do I take refuge.

² O my soul, thou hast said unto Jehovah, Thou art my Lord: I have no good beyond thee.

³ As for the saints that are in the earth, They are the excellent in whom is all my delight.

⁴ Their sorrows shall be multiplied that give gifts for another god: Their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer, Nor take their names upon my lips.

⁵ Jehovah 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 Jehovah, who hath given me counsel; Yea, my heart instructeth me in the night seasons.

⁸ I have set Jehovah 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 dwell in safety.

¹⁰ For thou wilt not leave my soul to Sheol; Neither wilt thou suffer thy holy one to see corruption.

¹¹ Thou wilt show me the path of life: In thy presence is fulness of joy; In thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.