Psalms 16
Michtam of David.
1Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust.2<add>O my soul</add>, thou hast said unto the LORD, Thou <add>art</add> my Lord: my goodness <add>extendeth</add> not to thee;
3<add>But</add> to the saints that <add>are</add> in the earth, and <add>to</add> the excellent, in whom <add>is</add> all my delight.
4Their sorrows shall be multiplied <add>that</add> hasten <add>after</add> another <add>god:</add> their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my lips.
5The LORD <add>is</add> the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.
6The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant <add>places;</add> yea, I have a goodly heritage.
7I will bless the LORD, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons.
8I have set the LORD always before me: because <add>he is</add> at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
9Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope.
10For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.
11Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence <add>is</add> fulness of joy; at thy right hand <add>there are</add> pleasures for evermore.