2O my soul , thou hast said to the LORD, Thou art my LORD: my goodness extendeth not to thee;
3But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.
4Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another god : their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take their names into my lips.
5The LORD is the portion of my inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.