Psalms 15

1The inscription of a title to David himself. Preserve me, O Lord, for I have put my trust in thee.

1 Lord, who may have a resting-place in your tent, a living-place on your holy hill?

2I have said to the Lord, thou art my God, for thou hast no need of my goods.

2He who goes on his way uprightly, doing righteousness, and saying what is true in his heart;

3To the saints, who are in his land, he hath made wonderful all my desires in them.

3Whose tongue is not false, who does no evil to his friend, and does not take away the good name of his neighbour;

4Their infirmities were multiplied: afterwards they made haste. I will not gather together their meetings for bloodofferings: nor will I be mindful of their names by my lips.

4Who gives honour to those who have the fear of the Lord, turning away from him who has not the Lord's approval. He who takes an oath against himself, and makes no change.

5The Lord is the portion of my inheritance and of my cup: it is thou that wilt restore my inheritance to me.

5He who does not put out his money at interest, or for payment give false decisions against men who have done no wrong. He who does these things will never be moved.

6The lines are fallen unto me in goodly places: for my inheritance is goodly to me.

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7I will bless the Lord, who hath given me understanding: moreover, my reins also have corrected me even till night.

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8I set the Lord always in my sight: for he is at my right hand, that I be not moved.

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9Therefore my heart hath been glad, and my tongue hath rejoiced: moreover, my flesh also shall rest in hope.

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10Because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; nor wilt thou give thy holy one to see corruption.

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11Thou hast made known to me the ways of life, thou shalt fill me with joy with thy countenance: at thy right hand are delights even to the end.

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