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