Preserve me, O God, for in You, I take refuge I say to the Lord, You are my Lord I have no good apart from You As for the saints in the land They are the excellent ones In whom is all my delight The sorrows of those who run after Another god shall multiply Their drink offerings of blood I will not pour out Or take their names on my lips The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup You hold my lot The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places Indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance Beautiful inheritance I bless the Lord who gives me counsel In the night also my heart instructs me I have set the Lord always before me Because He is at my right hand I shall not be shaken Therefore, my heart is glad And my whole being rejoices My flesh also dwells secure For You will not abandon my soul to Sheol Or let Your holy one see corruption You make known to me the path of life In Your presence there is fullness of joy At Your right hand are pleasures forevermore You make known to me the path of life In Your presence there is fullness of joy At Your right hand are pleasures forevermore