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(16) A writing of David.
1 Keep me, O Lord; for I have hoped in you.
2 I said to the Lord, You are my Lord; for you has no need of my goodness.
3 On behalf of the saints that are in his land, he has magnified all his pleasure in them.
4 Their weaknesses have been multiplied; afterward they hasted. I will by no means assemble their bloody meetings, neither will I make mention of their names with my lips.
5 The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: you are he that restores my inheritance to me.
6 The lines have fallen to me in the best places, yes, I have a most excellent heritage.
7 I will bless the Lord who has instructed me; my reins too have chastened me even till night.
8 I foresaw the Lord always before my face; for he is on my right hand, that I should not be moved.
9 Therefore my heart rejoiced an my tongue exulted; moreover also my flesh shall rest in hope:
10 because you will not leave my soul in hell, neither will you suffer your Holy One to see corruption.
11 You have made known to me the ways of life; you will fill me with joy with your countenance: at your right hand there are delights for ever.