017) Psalm 16

Psalm 16 Michtam of David.

8.6.8.6 1 Lord, keep me; for I trust in thee.

2 To God thus was my speech, Thou art my Lord; and unto thee my goodness doth not reach:

3 To saints on earth, to th’ excellent, where my delight’s all plac’d.

4 Their sorrows shall be multiply’d to other gods that haste: Of their drink-offerings of blood I will no off ring make;

Yea, neither I their very names up in my lips will take.

5 God is of mine inheritance and cup the portion; The lot that fallen is to me thou dost maintain alone.

6 Unto me happily the lines in pleasant places fell;

Yea, the inheritance I got in beauty doth excel.

7 I bless the Lord, because he doth by counsel me conduct; And in the seasons of the night my reins do me instruct.

8 Before me still the Lord I set: sith it is so that he Doth ever stand at my right hand, I shall not moved be.

9 Because of this my heart is glad, and joy shall be exprest Ev’n by my glory; and my flesh in confidence shall rest.

10 Because my soul in grave to dwell shall not be left by thee; Nor wilt thou give thine Holy One corruption to see.

11 Thou wilt me shew the path of life: of joys there is full store Before thy face; at thy right hand are pleasures evermore.

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