Salmos 15

1 A writing of David.

Keep me, O Lord;

For I have hoped in thee.

2 I said to the Lord, Thou art my Lord;

For thou hast no need of my goodness.

3 On behalf of the saints that are in his land,

He has magnified all his pleasure in them.

4 Their weaknesses have been multiplied;

Afterward they hastened.

I will by no means assemble their bloody meetings,

Neither will I make mention of their names with my lips.

5 The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup:

Thou art he that restores my inheritance to me.

6 The lines have fallen to me in the best places,

Yea, I have a most excellent heritage.

7 I will bless the Lord who has instructed me;

My reins too have chastened me even till night.

8 I foresaw the Lord always before my face;

For he is on my right hand, that I should not be moved.

9 Therefore my heart rejoiced

And my tongue exulted;

Moreover also my flesh shall rest in hope:

10 Because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell,

Neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.

11 Thou hast made known to me the ways of life;

Thou wilt fill me with joy with thy countenance:

At thy right hand there are delights forever.