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Preserve me, O God; for in thee do I take refuge. |
| 2 |
`O my soul', thou hast said unto Jehovah, Thou art my Lord: I have no good beyond thee. |
| 3 |
As for the saints that are in the earth, They are the excellent in whom is all my delight. |
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Their sorrows shall be multiplied that give gifts for another `god': Their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer, Nor take their names upon my lips. |
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Jehovah 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. |
| 7 |
I will bless Jehovah, who hath given me counsel; Yea, my heart instructeth me in the night seasons. |
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I have set Jehovah 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 dwell in safety. |
| 10 |
For thou wilt not leave my soul to Sheol; Neither wilt thou suffer thy holy one to see corruption. |
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Thou wilt show me the path of life: In thy presence is fulness of joy; In thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. Psalm 17 A Prayer of David. |
