Psalm 16
A Poem by David.
¹ Preserve me, God, for I take refuge in you.
² My soul, you have said to Yahweh, “You are my Lord. Apart from you I have no good thing.”
³ As for the saints who are in the earth, they are the excellent ones in whom is all my delight.
⁴ Their sorrows shall be multiplied who give gifts to another god. Their drink offerings of blood I will not offer, nor take their names on my lips.
⁵ Yahweh assigned my portion and my cup. You made my lot secure.
⁶ The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places. Yes, I have a good inheritance.
⁷ I will bless Yahweh, who has given me counsel. Yes, my heart instructs me in the night seasons.
⁸ I have set Yahweh always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
⁹ Therefore my heart is glad, and my tongue rejoices. My body shall also dwell in safety.
¹⁰ For you will not leave my soul in Sheol,1 neither will you allow your holy one to see corruption.
¹¹ You will show me the path of life. In your presence is fullness of joy. In your right hand there are pleasures forever more.
16:10 Sheol is the place of the dead. ↩︎