| 1 | A Secret Treasure of David. Preserve me, O God, for I did trust in Thee. |
| 2 | Thou hast said to Jehovah, 'My Lord Thou [art];' My good [is] not for thine own sake; |
| 3 | For the holy ones who [are] in the land, And the honourable, all my delight [is] in them. |
| 4 | Multiplied are their griefs, [Who] have hastened backward; I pour not out their libations of blood, Nor do I take up their names on my lips. |
| 5 | Jehovah [is] the portion of my share, and of my cup, Thou —Thou dost uphold my lot. |
| 6 | Lines have fallen to me in pleasant places, Yea, a beauteous inheritance [is] for me. |
| 7 | I bless Jehovah who hath counselled me; Also [in] the nights my reins instruct me. |
| 8 | I did place Jehovah before me continually, Because—at my right hand I am not moved. |
| 9 | Therefore hath my heart been glad, And my honour doth rejoice, Also my flesh dwelleth confidently: |
| 10 | For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption. |
| 11 | Thou causest me to know the path of life; Fulness of joys [is] with Thy presence, Pleasant things by Thy right hand for ever! |