Psalm 16

Their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer *

neither make mention of their names within my lips.

The Lord himself is the portion of mine inheritance, and of my cup *

thou shalt maintain my lot.

The lot is fallen unto me in a fair ground *

yea, I have a goodly heritage.

I will thank the Lord for giving me warning *

my reins also chasten me in the night-season.

I have set God always before me *

for he is on my right hand, therefore I shall not fall.

Wherefore my heart was glad, and my glory rejoiced *

my flesh also shall rest in hope.

For why? thou shalt not leave my soul in hell *

neither shalt thou suffer thy Holy One to see corruption.