Psalms 16:2-6

2O my soul, thou hast said unto Yhwh, 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 up their names into my lips.1

5Yhwh is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.2

6The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.