Psaumes 16.2
English standard version

Récompense et certitude du juste

¹ A Miktam of David.
Preserve me, O God, for in you I take refuge
² I say to the Lord, You are my Lord;
I have no good apart from you
³ As for the saints in the land, they are the excellent ones,
in whom is all my delight
⁴ The sorrows of those who run after another god shall multiply;
their drink offerings of blood I will not pour out
or take their names on my lips
⁵ The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup;
you hold my lot
⁶ The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;
indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance
⁷ I bless the Lord who gives me counsel;
in the night also my heart instructs me
⁸ I have set the Lord always before me;
because he is at my right hand, I shall not be shaken.
⁹ Therefore my heart is glad, and my whole being rejoices;
my flesh also dwells secure.
¹⁰ For you will not abandon my soul to Sheol,
or let your holy one see corruption.
¹¹ You make known to me the path of life;
in your presence there is fullness of joy;
at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.