Old Testament ·
Psalms 16
A Miktam of David.
Preserve me, O God, for in You I take refuge.
I said to the LORD, “You are my Lord; apart from You I have no good thing.”
As for the saints in the land, they are the excellence in whom all my delight resides.
Sorrows will multiply to those who chase other gods. I will not pour out their libations of blood, or speak their names with my lips.
The LORD is my chosen portion and my cup; You have made my lot secure.
The lines of my boundary have fallen in pleasant places; surely my inheritance is delightful.
I will bless the LORD who counsels me; even at night my conscience instructs me.*
I have set* the LORD always before me. Because He is at my right hand, I will not be shaken.
Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body also will dwell securely.*
For You will not abandon my soul to Sheol, nor will You let Your Holy One see decay.*
You have made known to me the path of life; You will fill me with joy in Your presence,* with eternal pleasures at Your right hand.