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A Poem by David. Preserve me, God, for in you do I take refuge.
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My soul, you have said to Yahweh, "You are my Lord. Apart from you I have no good thing."
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As for the saints who are in the earth, They are the excellent ones in whom is all my delight.
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Their 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.
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Yahweh assigned my portion and my cup. You made my lot secure.
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The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places. Yes, I have a good inheritance.
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I will bless Yahweh, who has given me counsel. Yes, my heart instructs me in the night seasons.
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I have set Yahweh 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 tongue rejoices. My body shall also dwell in safety.
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For you will not leave my soul in Sheol, Neither will you allow your holy one to see corruption.
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You will show me the path of life. In your presence is fullness of joy. In your right hand there are pleasures forevermore.
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