Psalms 16
1 The inscription of a title to David himself. Preserve me, O Lord, for I have put trust in thee.
Michtam of Dauid. Preserue mee, O God: for in thee doe I trust.
2 I have said to the Lord, thou art my God, for thou hast no need of my goods.
O my soule, thou hast sayd vnto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my weldoing extendeth not to thee,
3 To the saints, who are in his land, he hath made wonderful all my desires in them.
But to the Saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent: all my delite is in them.
4 Their infirmities were multiplied: afterwards they made haste. I will not gather together their meetings for blood offerings: nor will I be mindful of their names by my lips.
The sorowes of them, that offer to an other god, shall be multiplied: their offerings of blood will I not offer, neither make mention of their names with my lips.
5 The Lord is the portion of my inheritance and of my cup: it is thou that wilt restore my inheritance to me.
The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou shalt mainteine my lot.
6 The lines are fallen unto me in goodly places: for my inheritance is goodly to me.
The lines are fallen vnto me in pleasant places: yea, I haue a faire heritage.
7 I will bless the Lord, who hath given me understanding: moreover my reins also have corrected me even till night.
I wil prayse the Lord, who hath giuen me counsell: my reines also teach me in the nightes.
8 I set the Lord always in my sight: for he is at my right hand, that I be not moved.
I haue set the Lord alwayes before me: for hee is at my right hand: therefore I shall not slide.
9 Therefore my heart hath been glad, and my tongue hath rejoiced: moreover my flesh also shall rest in hope.
Wherefore mine heart is glad and my tongue reioyceth: my flesh also doeth rest in hope.
10 Because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; nor wilt then give thy holy one to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
For thou wilt not leaue my soule in the graue: neither wilt thou suffer thine holy one to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
11 Thou hast made known to me the ways of life, thou shalt fill me with joy with thy countenance: at thy right hand are delights even to the end.
Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is the fulnesse of ioy: and at thy right hand there are pleasures for euermore.
