1 Preserve me, O God, for in You I take refuge.
2 I said to the LORD, “You are my Lord; apart from You I have no good thing.”
3 As for the saints in the land, they are the excellence in whom all my delight resides.
4 Sorrows will multiply to those who chase other gods. I will not pour out their libations of blood, or speak their names with my lips.
5 The LORD is my chosen portion and my cup; You have made my lot secure.
6 The lines of my boundary have fallen in pleasant places; surely my inheritance is delightful.
7 I will bless the LORD who counsels me; even at night my conscience instructs me.
8 I have set the LORD always before me. Because He is at my right hand, I will not be shaken.
9 Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body also will dwell securely.
10 For You will not abandon my soul to Sheol, nor will You let Your Holy One see decay.