[Michtam of David.] Preserve me, O God; for in thee do I take refuge.
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[O my soul], thou hast said unto Jehovah, Thou art my Lord: I have no good beyond thee.
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As for the saints that are in the earth, They are the excellent in whom is all my delight.
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Their sorrows shall be multiplied that give gifts for another [god]: Their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer, Nor take their names upon my lips.
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Jehovah is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: Thou maintainest my lot.
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The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; Yea, I have a goodly heritage.
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I will bless Jehovah, who hath given me counsel; Yea, my heart instructeth me in the night seasons.
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I have set Jehovah always before me: Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
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Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth; My flesh also shall dwell in safety.
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For thou wilt not leave my soul to Sheol; Neither wilt thou suffer thy holy one to see corruption.
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Thou wilt show me the path of life: In thy presence is fulness of joy; In thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.
