Psalm 16

1. Preserve me, God, I put my trust in Thee. / I say to Thee, “Thou art my faithful Savior; / Thou art my LORD, I need Thee constantly. / Apart from Thee I can expect no favor.” / I love Thy saints, with them I am united, / And in their midst my soul will be delighted. /

2. Those choosing other gods instead of Thee / Increase their sorrows, and their deeds will shame / them. / Their blood libations I keep far from me / And I shall never lend my lips to name them. / The LORD is good; I shall forsake Him never; / He is my cup and portion now and ever. /

3. My happy lot wilt Thou maintain, O LORD; / The lines have fallen in most pleasant places. / A goodly heritage didst Thou award; / In beauty it excels earth’s choicest spaces. / Thy measuring-rod gave unto me for ever / A place from which no power can me sever. / G. VanDooren, 1961, rev.