4. Their sorrows shall be multiply'dto other gods that haste:Of their drink-offerings of bloodI will no off 'ring make;Yea, neither I their very namesup in my lips will take.
5. God is of mine inheritanceand cup the portion;The lot that fallen is to methou dost maintain alone.
6. Unto me happily the linesin pleasant places fell;Yea, the inheritance I gotin beauty doth excel.
7. I bless the Lord, because he dothby counsel me conduct;And in the seasons of the nightmy reins do me instruct.