1 Preserve me, O God: for in you do I put my trust.
2 O my soul, you have said unto the LORD, You are my Lord: my goodness reaches not to you;
3 But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the noble, in whom is all my delight.
4 Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another god: their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names upon my lips.