2 Thou [my soul] hast said to Jehovah, Thou art the Lord: my goodness [extendeth] not to thee; --
3 To the saints that are on the earth, and to the excellent [thou hast said], In them is all my delight.
4 Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another: their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer, and I will not take up their names into my lips.
5 Jehovah is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.
6 The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
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