4 Multiplied are their griefs, 'Who' have hastened backward; I pour not out their libations of blood, Nor do I take up their names on my lips.
5 Jehovah 'is' the portion of my share, and of my cup, Thou -- Thou dost uphold my lot.
6 Lines have fallen to me in pleasant places, Yea, a beauteous inheritance 'is' for me.
7 I bless Jehovah who hath counselled me; Also 'in' the nights my reins instruct me.
8 I did place Jehovah before me continually, Because -- at my right hand I am not moved.
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