1 “A Michtham of David.” Preserve me, O God; for I have placed my trust in thee. 2 O my soul, thou hast said unto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my happiness is not without thee; 3 But in the saints who are on the earth, and in the excellent—in them is all my delight. 4 Multiplied shall be the sorrows of those who give presents to another god: I will not pour out their drink-offerings of blood, nor bear their names upon my lips. 5 Thou, O Lord, art the portion of my inheritance, and my cup; thou hast drawn my lot. 6 My possessions are fallen in agreeable places: yea, my heritage is pleasant to me. 7 I will bless the Lord, who hath given me counsel: also in the night seasons my reins admonish me. 8 I have always set the Lord before me, that, being at my right hand, I might not be moved. 9 Therefore is rejoiced my heart, and my spirit is glad: also my flesh shall rest in safety. 10 For thou wilt not abandon my soul to the grave: thou wilt not suffer thy pious servant to see corruption. 11 Thou wilt let me know the path of life: fulness of joy is in thy presence; pleasures are at thy right hand for evermore.