1Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust .
O my soul, thou hast said unto the LORD, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee;
But to the saintsthat are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.4
Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hastena after another god: their drink offerings of blood will I not offer , nor take up their names into my lips.5
The LORD 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 goodlyheritage.