Young's Bible translation
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A Secret Treasure of David.
Preserve me, O God, for I did trust in Thee.
Thou hast said to Jehovah, 'My Lord Thou art;' My good is not for thine own sake;
For the holy ones who are in the land, And the honourable, all my delight is in them.
Multiplied 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.
Jehovah is the portion of my share, and of my cup, Thou -- Thou dost uphold my lot.
Lines have fallen to me in pleasant places, Yea, a beauteous inheritance is for me.
I bless Jehovah who hath counselled me; Also in the nights my reins instruct me.
I did place Jehovah before me continually, Because -- at my right hand I am not moved.
Therefore hath my heart been glad, And my honour doth rejoice, Also my flesh dwelleth confidently:
For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption.
Thou causest me to know the path of life; Fulness of joys is with Thy presence, Pleasant things by Thy right hand for ever!
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