Psalm 16

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Settings by composers

John Arnold SATB (vv. 8-11, English, metrical Old Version) Thomas Clark SATB (vv. 8-11, English, metrical Old Version) Carlotta Ferrari SA (TB) and keyboard (v.1) Jacob French SATB (English, New Version st. 5) John Goldwin SAATB (vv. 9-12, English, BCP) Charles William Hempel SATB (vv. 8-11, English, metrical New Version) Samuel Holyoke SATB (Isaac Watts paraphrase, Part 5, st. 3) Nobuaki Izawa SATB (vv. 11,1, Latin) Joseph Key SATB (vv. 8-11, English, metrical Old Version)

Orlando di Lasso Conserva me Domine SATTBB (vv. 1-4a, Latin) Benedicam Dominum SATB or ATTB (vv. 7-8, Latin) Providebam Dominum SSMs.SATB (vv. 8-10, Latin) Tiburtio Massaino SATB.SATB (Latin) Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina SAATB (vv. 7-8, Latin) Roger Petrich SATB (v. 11, English) Thomas Ravenscroft SATB (English, metrical Old Version) Johann Sommer SSAT.SATB.SATB (German) Giaches de Wert SATTB (Latin, vv.8-11. Last line is different)

Settings by composers (automatically updated)

• Asahel Benham — Crucifixion  English SATB
• Thomas Clark — I set the Lord still in my sight  English SATB
• Carlotta Ferrari — Conserva me Deus  Latin SA
• Jacob French — Russell  English SATB
• John Goldwin — I have set God alway before me  English SAATB
• William Henry Havergal — Double chant in E flat major  English SATB
• Samuel Holyoke — Hinsdale  English SATB
• Nobuaki Izawa — Notas mihi  Latin SATB
• Joseph Key — I set the Lord still in my sight  English SATB
• Orlando di Lasso — Benedicam Dominum a 4  Latin SATB, ATTB
• Orlando di Lasso — Conserva me Domine  Latin SATTBB
• Orlando di Lasso — Providebam Dominum  Latin SSSSATB
• Tiburtio Massaino — Conserva me Domine a 8  Latin SATB.SATB
• Gabriel Möhlich — Bewahre mich Gott  German SATB
• Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina — Benedicam Dominum  Latin SAATB
• Jacobus Clemens non Papa — Conserva me Domine  Latin STTB
• Osbert Parsley — Conserva me, Domine  Latin SATTB
• Roger Petrich — You will show me the path  English SATB
• Thomas Ravenscroft — Lord, keep me, for I trust in Thee  English SATB
• Heinrich Schütz — Bewahr mich, Gott, ich trau auf dich, SWV 112  German SATB
• Johann Sommer — Bewahre mich, Herr  German SSAT.SATB.SATB
• Giaches de Wert — Providebam Dominum  Latin SAATB

 

Text and translations

Clementine Vulgate (Psalm 15) Latin text 1  Tituli inscriptio, ipsi David. Conserva me, Domine, quoniam speravi in te. 2  Dixi Domino: Deus meus es tu, quoniam bonorum meorum non eges. 3  Sanctis qui sunt in terra ejus, mirificavit omnes voluntates meas in eis. 4  Multiplicatae sunt infirmitates eorum: postea acceleraverunt.   Non congregabo conventicula eorum de sanguinibus, nec memor ero nominum eorum per labia mea. 5  Dominus pars haereditatis meae, et calicis mei: tu es qui restitues haereditatem meam mihi. 6  Funes ceciderunt mihi in praeclaris; etenim haereditas mea praeclara est mihi. 7  Benedicam Dominum qui tribuit mihi intellectum; insuper et usque ad noctem increpuerunt me renes mei. 8  Providebam Dominum in conspectu meo semper: quoniam a dextris est mihi, ne commovear. 9  Propter hoc laetatum est cor meum, et exsultavit lingua mea; insuper et caro mea requiescet in spe. 10  Quoniam non derelinques animam meam in inferno, nec dabis sanctum tuum videre corruptionem. 11  Notas mihi fecisti vias vitae; adimplebis me laetitia cum vultu tuo: delectationes in dextera tua usque in finem.

Church of England 1662 Book of Common Prayer English text 1  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.

King James Version English text 1  Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust. 2  O my soul, thou hast said unto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee; 3  But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight. 4  Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another god: their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my lips. 5  The Lord 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. 7  I will bless the Lord, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons. 8  I have set the Lord always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved. 9  Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope. 10  For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption. 11  Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.

Káldi fordítás (15. zsoltár) Hungarian translation Dávid irása. Tarts meg engem, Uram! mert benned bíztam. Mondám az Úrnak: Én Istenem vagy te, azért javaimra nincs szükséged. A szentekhez, kik az ő földén vannak, irányozta csodálatosan minden hajlandóságomat. Megsokasodott az ő inségök; azután siettek. Nem hivom egybe gyülekezetöket véráldozatokra, sem nevöket nem említem ajkaimmal. Az Úr az én örökségem és kelyhem része; te vagy, ki visszaadod nekem örökségemet. A sorskötél nekem jelesre esett; mert jeles örökség jutott nekem. Áldom az Urat, ki értelmet adott nekem; még éjjel is erre intenek engem veséim. Szemem előtt viselem az Urat mindenkoron; mert jobbomon vagyon, hogy ne ingadozzak. Ezért örvend szívem és vígad nyelvem; azonfölül testem is reményben fog nyugodni; mert lelkemet nem hagyod pokolban, és nem engeded, hogy a te szented rothadást lásson. Megismertetted velem az élet útait, betöltesz engem örömmel, a te orczáddal, jobbodnál mindvégig gyönyörűség vagyon.

Luther 1545

German text

1 Ein gülden Kleinot Dauids. BEware mich Gott / Denn ich traw auff dich.
2 Jch habe gesagt zu dem HERRN / Du bist ja der HErr / Jch mus vmb deinen willen leiden.
3 Fur die Heiligen / so auff Erden sind / vnd fur die Herrlichen / An denen hab ich all mein gefallen.
4 ABer jene / die einem Andern nach eilen / werden gros Hertzleid haben / Jch wil jres Tranckopffers mit dem blut nicht opffern / Noch jren namen in meinem Munde füren.
5 DER HERR aber ist mein Gut / vnd mein Teil / Du erheltest mein Erbteil.
6 Das Los ist mir gefallen auff Liebliche / Mir ist ein schön Erbteil worden.
7 JCh lobe den HERRN der mir geraten hat / Auch züchtigen mich meine Nieren des nachts.
8 Jch hab den HERRN allezeit fur augen / Denn er ist mir zur Rechten / Darumb werde ich wol bleiben. Act. 2.; Act. 13.
9 Darumb frewet sich mein Hertz / vnd meine Ehre ist frölich / Auch mein Fleisch wird sicher ligen.
10 DEnn du wirst meine Seele nicht in der Helle lassen / Vnd nicht zu geben / das dein Heilige verwese.
11 Du thust mir kund den weg zum Leben / Fur dir ist Freude die fülle / vnd lieblich wesen zu deiner Rechten ewiglich.

Metrical 'Old Version' (Thomas Sternhold)

Metrical 'New Version' (Tate/Brady)

English text 1  Lord, keep me, for I trust in thee, And do confess indeed, Thou art my God, and of my goods Thou hast not any need: 2  Therefore I give them to the saints That in the world do dwell; Namely, unto the faithful flock In virtue that excel. 3  Their sorrows shall be multiplied, Who run so hastily, To offer to the idol gods, That are but vanity. 4  As for their bloody sacrifice And off'rings of that sort, I will not touch, neither thereof Shall my lips make report. 5  For why? the Lord the portion is Of mine inheritance; And he it is that doth preserve My lot from all mischance. 6  The place wherein my lot is fall'n In beauty doth excel; My heritage assign'd to me Doth please me wondrous well.

7  I thank the Lord that caused me To understand the right: For by this means my secret thoughts Do teach me in the night. 8  I set the Lord still in my sight, And trust him over all; For he doth stand on my right hand, Therefore I shall not fall. 9  Wherefore my heart and tongue also Rejoice exceedingly; My flesh likewise doth rest in hope To rise again: for why? 10  Thou wilt not leave my soul in hell Because thou lovest me; Nor yet wilt give thy Holy One Corruption for to see: 11  But wilt me shew the way to life, Where there is joy in store; And where at thy right hand there are Pleasures for evermore.

English text 1  Protect me from my cruel foes. And shield me, Lord, from harm, Because my trust I still repose On thy Almighty arm. 2  My soul all help but thine does slight, All gods but thee disown; Yet can no deeds of mine requite The goodness thou hast shown. 3  But those that strictly virtuous are. And love the thing that's right, To favour always and prefer Shall be my chief delight. 4  How shall their sorrows be increas'd, Who other gods adore! Their bloody off'rings I detest. Their very names abhor. 5  My lot is fall'n in that blest land Where God is truly known; He fills my cup with lib'ral hand; 'Tis he supports my throne. 6  In nature's most delightful scene My happy portion lies; The place of my appointed reign All other lands outvies.

7  Therefore my soul shall bless the Lord, Whose precepts give me light, And private counsel still afford In sorrow's dismal night. 8  I strive each action to approve To his all-seeing eye; No danger shall my hopes remove, Because he still is nigh. 9  Therefore my heart all grief defies, My glory does rejoice; My flesh shall rest in hope to rise, Wak'd by his pow'rful voice. 10  Thou, Lord, when I resign my breath. My soul from hell shalt free; Nor let thy Holy One in death The least corruption see. 11  Thou shalt the paths of life display, That to thy presence lead; Where pleasures dwell without allay, And joys that never fade.

Metrical Paraphrases by Isaac Watts

English text PART 1 (L. M.) Preserve me, Lord, in time of need, For succor to thy throne I flee, But have no merits there to plead: My goodness cannot reach to thee. Oft have my heart and tongue confessed How empty and how poor I am; My praise can never make thee blessed, Nor add new glories to thy name. Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good we do; These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. Let others choose the sons of mirth To give a relish to their wine; I love the men of heavenly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. PART 2 (L. M.) How fast their guilt and sorrows rise Who haste to seek some idol-god! I will not taste their sacrifice, Their offerings of forbidden blood. My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon; He for my life has offered up Jesus, his best-beloved Son.

His love is my perpetual feast; By day his counsels guide me right; And be his name for ever blessed, Who gives me sweet advice by night. I set him still before mine eyes; At my right hand he stands prepared To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard. PART 3 (L. M.) When God is nigh, my faith is strong; His arm is my almighty prop: Be glad, my heart; rejoice, my tongue; My dying flesh shall rest in hope. Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off the dust, and rise on high; Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way Up to thy throne above the sky. There streams of endless pleasure flow; And full discoveries of thy grace (Which we but tasted here below) Spread heav'nly joys through all the place.

PART 4 (C. M.) Save me, O Lord, from every foe; In thee my trust I place, Though all the good that I can do Can ne'er deserve thy grace. Yet if my God prolong my breath, The saints may profit by 't; The saints, the glory of the earth, The men of my delight. Let heathens to their idols haste, And worship wood or stone; But my delightful lot is cast Where the true God is known. His hand provides my constant food, He fills my daily cup; Much am I pleased with present good, But more rejoice in hope. God is my portion and my joy, His counsels are my light; He gives me sweet advice by day, And gentle hints by night. My soul would all her thoughts approve To his all-seeing eye; Not death, nor hell, my hope shall move, While such a Friend is nigh.

PART 5 (C. M.) I set the Lord before my face, He bears my courage up; My heart and tongue their joys express, My flesh shall rest in hope. "My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave Where souls departed are; Nor quit my body to the grave, To see corruption there. "Thou wilt reveal the path of life, And raise me to thy throne; Thy courts immortal pleasure give, Thy presence joys unknown." Thus, in the name of Christ, the Lord, The holy David sung; And Providence fulfils the word Of his prophetic tongue. Jesus, whom ev'ry saint adores, Was crucified and slain: Behold, the tomb its prey restores! Behold, he lives again! When shall my feet arise and stand On heav'n's eternal hills? There sits the Son at God's right hand, And there the Father smiles.