Текст песни
Preserve me, O God, for in you I take refuge
I say to the Lord, You are my Lord
I have no good apart from you
As for the saints in the land, they are the excellent ones
In whom is all my delight
The sorrows of those who run after another god shall multiply
Their drink offerings of blood I will not pour out
Or take their names on my lips
The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup
You hold my lot
The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places
Indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance
I bless the Lord who gives me counsel
In the night also my heart instructs me
I have set the Lord always before me
Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be shaken
Therefore my heart is glad, and my whole being rejoices
My flesh also dwells secure
For you will not abandon my soul to Sheol
Or let your holy one see corruption
The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup
You hold my lot
The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places
Indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance
You make known to me the path of life
In your presence there is fullness of joy
At your right hand are pleasures forevermore
You make known to me the path of life
In your presence there is fullness of joy
At your right hand are pleasures forevermore
You make known to me the path of life
In your presence there is fullness of joy
At your right hand are pleasures forevermore