Psalm 16: Lord, keep me; for I trust in thee
Michtam of David.
Meter: C.M. (8,6,8,6)
1 Lord, keep me; for I trust in thee. 2 To God thus was my speech, Thou art my Lord; and unto thee my goodness doth not reach:
3 To saints on earth, to th’ excellent, where my delight’s all plac’d. 4 Their sorrows shall be multiply’d to other gods that haste:
Of their drink-offerings of blood I will no off ‘ring make; Yea, neither I their very names up in my lips will take.
5 God is of mine inheritance and cup the portion; The lot that fallen is to me thou dost maintain alone.
6 Unto me happily the lines in pleasant places fell; Yea, the inheritance I got in beauty doth excel.
7 I bless the Lord, because he doth by counsel me conduct; And in the seasons of the night my reins do me instruct.
8 Before me still the Lord I set: sith it is so that he Doth ever stand at my right hand, I shall not moved be.
9 Because of this my heart is glad, and joy shall be exprest Ev’n by my glory; and my flesh in confidence shall rest.
10 Because my soul in grave to dwell shall not be left by thee; Nor wilt thou give thine Holy One corruption to see.
11 Thou wilt me shew the path of life: of joys there is full store Before thy face; at thy right hand are pleasures evermore.