Ps.16
1 Preserve me, O God, for in you do I trust.
2 My soul to the LORD has said, "You are my Lord.
No goodness have I beyond you; and my joy
3 I find in the godly, the noble on earth."
4 Those worshiping other gods multiply griefs.
I will not pour out their libations of blood,
Nor will I upon my lips take up their names.
5 The LORD's my inherited portion, my cup.
6 My lot you maintain, and the lines fell to me
In pleasant lands; I have a good heritage.
7 The LORD Who gives counsel to me I will bless.
My inmost self teaches me all through the night.
8 The LORD ever present before me I keep.
He stands at my right hand; I shall not be moved.
9 My heart's glad. My soul joys. My flesh rests in hope.
10 For you won't abandon my soul to the grave.
Your Holy One you will preserve from decay.
11 The pathway of life you will show unto me;
In your glorious presence is fullness of joy.
Your right hand holds pleasures for me evermore.
Tune: Adeste Fideles "How Firm a Foundation", 11.11.11.11.
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