1 Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust.

1 ¶ Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust.

2 O my soul, thou hast said unto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee;

2 ¶ I have said unto the Lord, Thou art my Lord:
I have no good beyond thee.

3 But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.

3 ¶ As for the saints that are in the earth,
They are the excellent in whom is all my delight.

4 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.

4 ¶ Their sorrows shall be multiplied that exchange the Lord for another god:
Their drink offerings of blood will I not offer,
Nor take their names upon my lips.

5 The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.

5 ¶ The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup:
Thou maintainest my lot.

6 The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.

6 ¶ The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places;
Yea, I have a goodly heritage.

7 I will bless the Lord, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons.

7 ¶ I will bless the Lord, who hath given me counsel:
Yea, my reins instruct me in the night seasons.

8 I have set the Lord always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.

8 ¶ I have set the Lord always before me:
Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.

9 Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope.

9 ¶ Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth:
My flesh also shall dwell in safety.

10 For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.

10 ¶ For thou wilt not leave my soul to Sheol;
Neither wilt thou suffer thine holy one to see corruption.

11 Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.

11 ¶ Thou wilt shew me the path of life:
In thy presence is fulness of joy;
In thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.