Michtam of David.
1Preserve me, O God:
For in thee do I put my trust.
2O my soul, thou hast said unto the LORD,
Thou art my Lord: My goodness extendeth not to thee;
3But to the saints that are in the earth,
And to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.
4Their 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.
5The LORD is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup:
Thou maintainest my lot.
6The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places;
Yea, I have a goodly heritage.
7I will bless the LORD, who hath given me counsel:
My reins also instruct me in the night seasons.
8I have set the LORD always before me:
Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
9Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth:
My flesh also shall rest in hope.
10For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell;
Neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.
11Thou wilt shew me the path of life: In thy presence is fulness of joy;
At thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.
