1[A Poem by David.] Preserve me, God, for in you do I take refuge.

2I said to the LORD, "You are my Lord. Apart from you I have no good thing."

3As for the holy ones who are in the land, they are the excellent ones in whom is all my delight.

4Their sorrows will multiply who pay a dowry for another (god). Their drink offerings of blood I will not offer, nor take their names on my lips.

5The LORD is the portion of my inheritance and my cup. You made my lot secure.

6The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places. Yes, beautiful is my inheritance.

7I will bless the LORD, who has given me counsel. Yes, my heart instructs me in the night seasons.

8I have set the LORD always before me; because he is at my right hand, I will not be shaken.

9Therefore my heart is glad, and my tongue rejoices. My body shall also dwell in safety.

10For you will not abandon my soul in Sheol, neither will you allow your Holy One to see decay.

11You make known to me the path of life. In your presence is fullness of joy. In your right hand there are pleasures forevermore.