God is of mine inheritance and cup the portion; The lot that fallen is to me thou dost maintain alone.
My flesh and heart doth faint and fail, but God doth fail me never: For of my heart God is the strength and portion for ever.
I cry'd to thee; I said, Thou art my refuge, Lord, alone; And in the land of those that live thou art my portion.
My table thou hast furnished in presence of my foes; My head thou dost with oil anoint, and my cup overflows.
Thou my sure portion art alone, which I did chuse, O Lord: I have resolv'd, and said, that I would keep thy holy word.
That I thy seed establish shall for ever to remain, And will to generations all thy throne build and maintain.
I'll of salvation take the cup, on God's name will I call:
For thou maintain'dst my right and cause; on throne sat'st judging right.
The Lord in truth to David sware, he will not turn from it, I of thy body's fruit will make upon thy throne to sit.
Yet, notwithstanding, I have him to be my King appointed; And over Sion, my holy hill, I have him King anointed.
For ill men's rod upon the lot of just men shall not lie; Lest righteous men stretch forth their hands unto iniquity.
Snares, fire and brimstone, furious storms, on sinners he shall rain: This, as the portion of their cup, doth unto them pertain.