1Michtam of David. Preserve me, O God: for I trust in thee.
2Thou my soul hast said to Jehovah, Thou art the Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee; —
3To the saints that are on the earth, and to the excellent thou hast said, In them is all my delight.
4Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another: their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer, and I will not take up their names into my lips.