16 Preserve me, O God; for in thee do I take refuge.
² O my soul, thou hast said unto Jehovah, Thou art ^[a]my Lord:
I have no good beyond thee.
^3 [b]As for the saints that are in the earth,
^[c]They are the excellent in whom is all my delight.
⁴ 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.
⁵ Jehovah is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup:
Thou maintainest my lot.
⁶ The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places;
Yea, I have a goodly heritage.
⁷ I will bless Jehovah, who hath given me counsel;
Yea, my ^[d]heart instructeth me in the night seasons.
⁸ I have set Jehovah always before me:
Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
⁹ Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth:
My flesh also shall dwell ^[e]in safety.
¹⁰ For thou wilt not leave my soul to Sheol;
Neither wilt thou suffer thy ^[f]holy one to see ^[g]corruption.
¹¹ Thou wilt show me the path of life:
In thy presence is fulness of joy;
In thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.