Psalm 16,
These are among David’s golden words.
Watch over me, God,
for I seek refuge in You.
You said to the Lord:
“You are my Master,
But my good fortune is not Your concern.
“Rather, the holy ones on the earth
-You care for them
And for the great ones whom I should emulate.
“When their pain multiplies,
They know to speedily turn to another.
But I cannot even pour their libations because of guilt,
I cannot even lift their names to my lips.”
The Lord is the Portion, which is mine by right,
My Cup.
You nurture my destiny.
Labor pains turn into pleasantness—
So, too, I just see my inheritance of beauty.
I will bless the Lord who counsels me,
Though at night my conscience afflicts me.
I keep the Lord continually before me;
Because of God-Who-is my Right-Hand,
I shall not break down.
So my mind is happy,
My whole being joyful;
Even my body rests secure.
For You shall not abandon my soul
To the world of the dead,
Nor let the one who loves You
See his own grave.
Give me directions on life’s road.
With Your Presence,
I am filled up with joys,
With the delights that ever come
From Your Strong Arm.
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August 25th, 2009 |