Psalm 16

1A Secret Treasure of David. Preserve me, O God, for I did trust in Thee. 2Thou hast said to Jehovah, 'My Lord Thou [art];' My good [is] not for thine own sake; 3For the holy ones who [are] in the land, And the honourable, all my delight [is] in them. 4Multiplied are their griefs, [Who] have hastened backward; I pour not out their libations of blood, Nor do I take up their names on my lips. 5Jehovah [is] the portion of my share, and of my cup, Thou — Thou dost uphold my lot. 6Lines have fallen to me in pleasant places, Yea, a beauteous inheritance [is] for me. 7I bless Jehovah who hath counselled me; Also [in] the nights my reins instruct me. 8I did place Jehovah before me continually, Because — at my right hand I am not moved. 9Therefore hath my heart been glad, And my honour doth rejoice, Also my flesh dwelleth confidently: 10For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption.