A Poem by David.

• ¹Preserve me, God, for in you do I take refuge.

• ²My soul, you have said to Yahweh, “You are my Lord.
• Apart from you I have no good thing.”

• ³As for the saints who are in the earth,
• they are the excellent ones in whom is all my delight.

• ⁴Their 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.

• ⁵Yahweh assigned my portion and my cup.
• You made my lot secure.

• ⁶The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places.
• Yes, I have a good inheritance.

• ⁷I will bless Yahweh, who has given me counsel.
• Yes, my heart instructs me in the night seasons.

• ⁸I have set Yahweh always before me.
• Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.

• ⁹Therefore my heart is glad, and my tongue rejoices.
• My body shall also dwell in safety.

• ¹⁰For you will not leave my soul in Sheol *Sheol is the place of the dead.,
• neither will you allow your holy one to see corruption.

• ¹¹You will show me the path of life.
• In your presence is fullness of joy.

• In your right hand there are pleasures forevermore.