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Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust.
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O my soul, thou hast said unto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee;
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But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.
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Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another god: their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my lips.
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The Lord 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.
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I will bless the Lord, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons.
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I have set the Lord 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 rest in hope.
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For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.
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Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.
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