O my soul, thou hast said unto the LORD, "Thou art my Lord; my goodness extendeth not to Thee,
but to the saints that are on the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight."
Their sorrows shall be multiplied, that hasten after another god; their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names upon my lips.
The LORD is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup; Thou maintainest my lot.
The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
I will bless the LORD who hath given me counsel; my reins also instruct me in the night seasons.
I have set the LORD always before me; because He is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
Therefore my heart is glad and my spirit rejoiceth; my flesh also shall rest in hope.
For Thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt Thou suffer Thine Holy One to see corruption.
Thou wilt show me the path of life; in Thy presence is fullness of joy; at Thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.