Michtam. A Psalm Of David
1 Keep me, O God! For in thee do I trust.
2 Thou shalt say to Jehovah, |My Lord thou art; |My well doing extendeth not to thee.|
3 To the saints who are on the earth, And to the excellent; all my delight is in them.
4 Multiplied shall be their sorrows who offer to a stranger; I will not taste their libations of blood, Nor will I take their names in my lips.
5 Jehovah is the portion of my inheritance, and of my cup; Thou maintainest my lot.
6 The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places; Yea, an inheritance that is goodly hath fallen to me.
7 I will magnify Jehovah, who giveth me counsel; Even in the nights instruct me do my reins.
8 I have set Jehovah before me continually; Since he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
9 Therefore glad is my heart, rejoice doth my tongue; Also my flesh dwelleth in confidence.
10 For thou wilt not leave my soul in the grave; Nor wilt thou make thy Holy One to see the pit.
11 Thou wilt make known to me the way of life; Fullness of joy is in thy countenance; Pleasures are at thy right hand for evermore.