Psalm 16

From Scottish Metrical Psalms 1650

Meter: 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.

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