Psalms 16 · תהילים

A Mikhtam of David. Preserve me, O God: for in Thee do I put my trust.

I have said to the Lord, Thou art my Lord: I have no good apart from Thee;

and to the saints that are on the earth, They are the excellent, in whom is all my delight.

Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another god: their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names upon my lips.

The Lord is the portion of my inheritance and of my cup: Thou maintainest my lot.

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

I bless the Lord, who gives me counsel: my reins also admonish me in the night seasons.

I have set the Lord always before me: surely he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.

Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoices: my flesh also dwells secure.

For Thou wilt not abandon my soul to She᾽ol; nor wilt Thou suffer thy holy one to see the pit.

Thou wilt make known to me the path of life: in Thy presence is fulness of joy; at Thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.