Psalm 16

Common Metre (8,6,8,6)

Suggested Tunes: 118 St Leonard, 126 St Stephen, 147 Wiltshire

1    Lord, keep me; for I trust in thee.

2         To God thus was my speech,

      Thou art my Lord; and unto thee

            my goodness doth not reach:

3    To saints on earth, to th’ excellent,

            where my delight’s all plac’d.

4    Their sorrows shall be multiply’d

            to other gods that haste:

      Of their drink-offerings of blood

            I will no off’ring make;

      Yea, neither I their very names

            up in my lips will take.

5    God is of mine inheritance

            and cup the portion;

      The lot that fallen is to me

            thou dost maintain alone.

6    Unto me happily the lines

            in pleasant places fell;

      Yea, the inheritance I got

            in beauty doth excel.

7    I bless the Lord, because he doth

            by counsel me conduct;

      And in the seasons of the night

            my reins do me instruct.

8    Before me still the Lord I set:

            sith it is so that he

      Doth ever stand at my right hand,

            I shall not moved be.

9    Because of this my heart is glad,

            and joy shall be exprest

      Ev’n by my glory; and my flesh

            in confidence shall rest.

10  Because my soul in grave to dwell

            shall not be left by thee;

      Nor wilt thou give thine Holy One

            corruption to see.

11  Thou wilt me shew the path of life:

            of joys there is full store

      Before thy face; at thy right hand

            are pleasures evermore.