Conserva me, Domine
Conserva me, Domine

PRESERVE me, O God : for in thee have I put my trust.
2 O my soul, thou hast said unto the Lord : Thou art my God, my goods are nothing unto thee.
3 All my delight is upon the saints, that are in the earth : and upon such as excel in virtue.
4 But they that run after another god : shall have great trouble.
5 Their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer : neither make mention of their names within my lips.
6 The Lord himself is the portion of mine inheritance, and of my cup : thou shalt maintain my lot.
7 The lot is fallen unto me in a fair ground : yea, I have a goodly heritage.
8 I will thank the Lord for giving me warning : my reins also chasten me in the night-season.
9 I have set God always before me : for he is on my right hand, therefore I shall not fall.
10 Wherefore my heart was glad, and my glory rejoiced : my flesh also shall rest in hope.
11 For why? thou shalt not leave my soul in hell : neither shalt thou suffer thy Holy One to see corruption.
12 Thou shalt shew me the path of life; in thy presence is the fulness of joy : and at thy right hand there is pleasure for evermore.