4 They multiply their sorrowswho court other gods.Blood libations to them I will not pour out,nor will I take their names upon my lips.
5 Lord, my allotted portion and my cup,you have made my destiny secure.
6 Pleasant places were measured out for me;fair to me indeed is my inheritance.
7 I bless the Lord who counsels me;even at night my heart exhorts me.
8 I keep the Lord always before me;with him at my right hand, I shall never be shaken.
9 Therefore my heart is glad, my soul rejoices;my body also dwells secure,
10 For you will not abandon my soul to Sheol,nor let your devout one see the pit.