A miktam of David. Preserve me, O God: for in you do I put my trust.
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O my soul, you have said unto the LORD, You are my Lord: my goodness reaches not to you;
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But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the noble, in whom is all my delight.
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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.
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The LORD is the portion of my inheritance and of my cup: you maintain my lot.
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The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
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I will bless the LORD, who has given me counsel: my heart also instructs me in the night seasons.
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I have set the LORD always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
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Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoices: my flesh also shall rest in hope.
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For you will not leave my soul in sheol; neither will you allow your Holy One to see corruption.
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You will show me the path of life: in your presence is fullness of joy; at your right hand there are pleasures forevermore.