1	of David. Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust.
			2	O my soul , thou hast said unto the LORD, Thou my Lord: my goodness not to thee;
			3	# But to the saints that in the earth, and the excellent, in whom all my delight.
			4	Their sorrows shall be multiplied hasten another : their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my lips.
			5	The LORD the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.
			6	The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant ; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
			7	I will bless the LORD, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons.
			8	I have set the LORD always before me: because at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
			9	Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope.
			10	For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.
			11	Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence fulness of joy; at thy right hand pleasures for evermore.