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| 1. | A Poem by David. Preserve me, God, for in you do I take refuge. |
| 2. | My soul, you have said to Yahweh, "You are my Lord. Apart from you I have no good thing." |
| 3. | As for the saints who are in the earth, They are the excellent ones in whom is all my delight. |
| 4. | 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. |
| 5. | Yahweh assigned my portion and my cup. You made my lot secure. |
| 6. | The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places. Yes, I have a good inheritance. |
| 7. | I will bless Yahweh, who has given me counsel. Yes, my heart instructs me in the night seasons. |
| 8. | I have set Yahweh always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved. |
| 9. | Therefore my heart is glad, and my tongue rejoices. My body shall also dwell in safety. |
| 10. | For you will not leave my soul in Sheol, Neither will you allow your holy one to see corruption. |
| 11. | You will show me the path of life. In your presence is fullness of joy. In your right hand there are pleasures forevermore. |