Michtam of David.
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Preserve me, O God:For in thee do I put my trust.
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O my soul, thou hast said unto the LORD,Thou art my Lord: My goodness extendeth not to thee;
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But to the saints that are in the earth,And to the excellent, 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 into my lips.
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The LORD is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup:Thou maintainest 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 hath given me counsel:My reins also instruct 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 rejoiceth:My flesh also shall rest in hope.
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For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell;Neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.
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Thou wilt shew me the path of life: In thy presence is fulness of joy;At thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.